Monkeying Around at Lily of the Valley

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(age: 26 years, 5 months, 22 days, 9 hours, 35 minutes)
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Monday May 17, 2004

just another manic monday...

unkymood: stressed*still singing* "I wish it were a sunday... 'cause that's my funday... an 'I don't have to run'day!" *moving on*

let's just say this week has already begun with numerous 'bangs'!

I fought my alarm for nearly an hour this morning... greatly confused as to why I had set it so early when I don't have to be to church until 9:30!? It was only minutes before I should've been out the door that I came to the realization that today is a work day; monday, not sunday. "Growl!" Flying out of bed, into clothes, and throwing a brush through my weired out tresses, I was soon out the door and driving away.
Stumbling through worship at tor's, I made myself a cup of tea that's bag exploded in my mug. All morning I was having to filter clumps of herbs through pursed lips.
Checking in with the office, to see that nothing draumatic had occurred over the weekend requiring me to run in at that very second, I headed down to dmv to renew my registration/update the tags on my vehicle. Leslie was there... honestly, if it weren't for random interactions as these we oft would not get the chance to see each other, what with schedules so conflicting & jam-packed. She was finally changing her license to read Mrs. Leslie Sullivan, all gussied up like Mrs. Michelotti had been at the end of last week for the very same purpose. Speaking of Mrs.'s... miss Deb & mr. J got engaged [saturday night] and announced such sunday morning... congrats!

So, I got my fresh tags, stuck 'em on my spiffy grungy plates, and made it to work at a reasonable time [factoring in my endless overage of hours]. Not long after I'd arrived, as I attempted to settle into my workspace, I stubbed the beejeezees out of my tiny toe. You can seriously see a puncture wound on one side of it, and it's still throbbing in pain. I kicked the bottom corner of my desk as I was trying to tuck my foot underneath my in my chair... youch! *moaning, whimpering, & such*

Meanwhile I've got this eerie feeling people (or rather someone in particular) are trying to tell me something... or have something to tell me, but can't figure out how... *growl* If you've got a buff with me, just loose it puh-lease!

  scribbled by manky @ 11:20:42 link
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