weaktwos

If I had to sum up my day in a few words, I'd have to stop writing right now. However, since have not committed to such a task, I will use many words to communicate the nature of my day.

It started off with my usual great struggle to get out of bed. It was warm and cozy inside, cold and foreboding outside. There was a warm kitten (if angels had fur, they would have my kitten's fur) who crawled in bed and snuggled his soft head under my chin and began purring. When this happens, I---zzzzzzzzz.

[the writer snores and her head snaps up]

Anyway, getting out of bed was hard. But I managed to roll out, bathe, and shuffle into my place of employment. My manager complained to me of my whiney fellow employees. Apparently he caught a few mistakes I made and sent her an email about them. The mistakes were not even valid ones. She told him she doesn't want to see that stuff, to go to the person directly. It is now apparent that my coworkers are trying to pull some backstabbing bullshit. Fine. Let them come. I'll be waiting.

I began the process of refinancing my domicile. My house payment will be substantially reduced, as I will be able to diminish my interest rate by over 2 percentage points.

This bolstered my spirits considerably, which was most fortunate, as I encountered a few hours in my afternoon that caused me to ponder the merits of binge drinking. Instead, I opted for a jaunt to my fitness center.

I have not yet investigated the particulars, but Pete Townsend appears to be in a bit of hot water with regard to possession of child pornography on his computer. If he is indeed guilty, this would be a sad state of affairs. But if he is guilty, I hope he commits suicide so the creation of parody songs like "Let my love open your drawers" and "Baby O' Riley" will be promptly curbed.

Oh! My carriage has turned into a pumpkin. Swiftly to bed I go!