Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Son of a puke

Today as I got off the train to walk to my office, I had to navigate around a pool of puke someone had left on the platform. Booby trap for whoever slips on it and receives its full benefit. Work sucks that much, huh!

Recess week is nearly here. It's like cutting up that last piece of cake on the table into a ridiculously thin slice to act as if the cake can last longer than it's meant to.

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