November 8th, 2006

*sigh*

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All right, world. I know I've been late to work for the last two weeks (or thereabouts) because traffic has been death. On one of the few days where I manage to make it not only on time, but EARLY, is it really necessary for me to wear my tea? And what did my mousepad ever do to you to deserve a similar bath? Thank heavens it's a) iced tea, b)clear, and c)not visible on my black shirt. I'm just going to be slightly sticky and smell like white orange blossom tea now. I can think of worse things, I suppose.

...but this day had BETTER shape up. Or else. *glower*