I think I might have had just a bit too much caffeine. The day started out well enough, I went to the mall and walked three laps (all by my lonesome), stopped off at the library to visit (pester) a friend on her second day at her new job (they stole her from my dayjob- the meanies), and then made my weekly pilgrimage to Narnes & Boble for my paperback fix. The Starbucks there was closed for repairs, so when I went to the grocery store next door I had to pick up a Frappaccino from their deli's refridgerated cases. I went home and got ready for work, and poured myself a nice tall travel mug full of Diet Pepsi for the drive. Things were still well when I got to work, and I got a lot done before going to supper. But it was cold in the break room, and there was a nice, hot, almost fresh pot of coffee sitting there calling my name. And I was weak. And now I'm vibrating like a top, thinking that sleep might not happen easily tonight. Not that I'll be getting much done, with as busy as we are (how busy you ask? I's taken me an hour and 15 minutes to write this much.), hopefully that'll just mean that time goes faster. Have a good evening all.
P.S. My handy dandy pedometer reads 10664, not bad so far.
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