I’m really sore tonight for no apparent reason. OK, that’s not entirely true. After a peaceful morning, I had a terrifically stressful afternoon. They’ve hired someone to work with me MWF, but they don’t start for another 2-3 weeks, so for the time being, I’m working like crazy.
What’s wrong with Jay Leno?
Sorry, I digress. Anyway, I was insanely busy from about 1:30 until 3:30 – the only line I had all day – and I literally ran from about 1:30 until 4:30. I’m really surprised I balanced without a problem and that I didn’t go crashing into the wall while running down the ramp. It’s going to happen one of these days – I know it. In the last week I’ve tackled a couple of stupid projects that no one could be bothered with, including tracking down people who haven’t picked up their check orders from 2002.
There’s something seriously wrong with Shawn. I feel like I need to make this public service announcement before something tragic happens. I’m not sure what sort of tragedy could come from such oddness, but there you have it. Maybe one day he’ll try too hard to explain something that’s funny and fall off the couch. It could happen. Shawn wishes you kind readers to know that he just did an impression of Bernie Mac with no segue from talking ABOUT Bernie Mac. He also claims I just don’t understand his humor. Is there anything else, Shawn? He is now hunched over, and Coke might be coming out his nose. Oh. I am now apparently a blasphemer. He is laughing so hard that speech is difficult. And maybe he’s hurt himself. I repeat myself, there’s something seriously wrong.
I’ve just been tackled. Apparently I didn’t explain the Bernie Mac impression in an adequate manner. I’m still not sure what I missed, but I will leave that alone so as to avoid being tackled again.
Our first real snow – of course everyone’s acting like 3-5 inches is the end of the world. It’s not, really. I did see a small child in a Burger King hat slip in the snow, but that’s about it.
OK, too much randomness. I’ll leave it at that.
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