framed

I forgot my Ann Coulter book at work and I felt like reading something today.

And I have to say, Al Franken is fucking, no let me retype FUCKING FUNNY. It’s rare when I laugh out loud from reading a book…and I got a lot faster and further in his book than I did in Coulter’s.

In other news, food poisoning people. Today, I was fine. (Hooray!) Damn those mushrooms and those onions, damn them to hell.

I got a raise at my job, a 10% raise. wahoo. I feel sort of guilty because I’m doing a badass job but I’m not going to be there forever.

I have my BFA hung in my cubicle. But it’s hung with a clip and has no frame. Both of the lawyers I work for (I work for two now because they thought three was too much…hooray! It turns out, they wanted me to do more paralegal work rather than legal secretary work, which is more time consuming) looked at my degree and asked where the frame was.

My response: “I put all my money in that damn piece of paper that I cannot afford a frame.”

I think they feel sorry for me and are conspiring to get me a frame.

Oh and another secretary noticed I had a lot of people sleeping hung up in my cubicle.

I like to take pictures of people sleeping. I think it shows a secret side that nobody sees and sometimes, if I’m lucky, I get to capture a bit of that secret side.

Thus far, I have 5 pictures up of people sleeping in my cubicle. It might actually reflect what I’d rather be doing but, it lowers my stress level a bit.

Maybe if I’m feeling a bit random, I’ll throw up some of the sleepy people pictures up. Hmm…I think I’ll start an Amelie-type portfolio…but only of people sleeping.

Yeah, everyone except me, because I talk and snore in my sleep (on special nights)

I sleepwalk sometimes as well, but I haven’t done it in a couple of years.

Okay, I guess rambling entry.