You know it's going to be a long day when you wake up with a Beach Boys song already stuck in your head, and about fifteen minutes left till you have to be out the door.
And don't even bother to ask me where the song came from, I have no idea.
So here I am at work, stinky because fifteen minutes is not enough time to shower, and my access is still not working. I've been here six weeks, and still I can't do any work.
I'm not complaining, who would complain for getting paid to do nothing all day long but blog and take naps? Not me, no, not ever.
- That's where I wanna go, way down in Kokoro... Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty momma...