the new normalO, I do so love waking to the sound of the scraping of windshields. A bunch of emails came into my work account about how people (my boss included) aren't going to be in for a while. Lots of talk of falling down on driveways. I don't really have much of an excuse—I'm less than a five minute drive from work—so I'll probably be in at my usual 9:30-10:00 time. I was actually going to try to get in at 9 for once, since I managed to get up before my alarm clock even started. I must be getting old. Not much to say otherwise. I think I'm pretty much back to normal, albeit with a renewed appreciation for how awesome my friends are. I've ended up feeling very loved despite... you know... not. comments:This post is archived. Comments are disabled. Feel free to send me email if you have something to say. | |
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