Ladies and Gentlemen, behold. I made it to work on time.
GO ME! WOO!
Steve and I have very recently come to realize that our alarm clock is the one to blame, not Steve. Apparently, it will only let you hit "snooze" so many times before it gives up. Now we have our room booby-trapped with alarm clocks, so hopefully this will end our daily lateness.
Also, I was reading an old blog entry of mine and I found my list of happy words. I leave you with one: Pickle Tweezers.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
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