Here are two women sitting in a barn at the state fair in August. Just in case you forgot what it felt like when it was hot.
Oh, kids. I stayed home the last two days. I had a cold and I needed to rest, and so I did. I rested, then I rested...Oh, and then I rested some more. I guess, I also watched some movies and played some video games in there. Mostly I played a game called BioShock and all those people who told me I had to play it, were not lying. I'm nowhere near the end, but I think when I finish it, I'll kind of miss the world I've been living in on there - even if it is kind of creepy and harsh. It's so much better than sitting at my desk and inputting codes and information and having to be nice to the high school kids who call and say, "Um, like...I know, you guys were supposed to give me some kind of password, but you musta, like totally forgot to send it to me. Can you, um, give it to me again?" about a hundred times a day.
I have friends who say that if they didn't work, they'd go crazy with boredom. I am simply not that kind of girl. The only time I'm ever really bored, is at work. So, as soon as I stumble over my imaginary trust fund, I think you have a very good idea what I'd do first...Of course, after I bought a lifetime supply of candy and gum and marbles and soda.
Thank god I gave myself some time to rest up. Tomorrow night I'm going to see Drive-By Truckers with some friends. I am so excited. The plan is to go to Dex's house beforehand where he and his lovely lady S. will have delicious snacks for me and K. Since the girls' dad is directing a play, I have them every night until sometime in November. That means tomorrow night, I'll get them all set up before I go and then they can invite all their friends over after I'm gone to drink themselves into comas, do lots of drugs and make-out with boys...Just kidding...I hope.
Wish me luck tomorrow. I have a feeling after having so much wonderful, beautiful alone time, I might be even more resentful of my job than usual. I may have to get my repertoire of impersonations together to get me through the day. Hell, I may even take requests. My one boss really loves my Tracy Chapman and another always wants me to do Ethel Merman singing Guns n' Roses songs. Aren't you glad I don't work in your office?