7:20am Express bus into Manhattan.
I was so tired.
Got to work.
Walked down hallway.
Walked down another hallway.
Flipped a colored liquid dripper toy thing.
Walked into the printer room.
Picked up a paper I printed the night before.
But forgot to grab.
A comedy/art inspiration board.
I didn’t finish making it.
But printed it anyway.
Walked back to my desk.
Cut out the photos.
Pinned it to my wall.
Ripped off a piece of tape.
Taped my iPhone 5 charger to the desk.
So I wouldn’t have to keep bending over to grab the cord to charge my phone.
Did work.
While massaging my neck with my co-workers neck massage thing.
My hand rubbed against the edge of this desk.
I got two splinters.
Legit!
Fast forward 12 hours.
I recycled my water bottle.
Saw a pizza box.
Opened the pizza box.
Looked legit.
I took a small bite.
Threw out the rest of the slice.
Walked back to my cubicle.
Danced to the song the song Kiss You On The Cheek by Desmond and the Tutus.
It’s a great song.
You should listen to it.
http://youtu.be/_DZypt0x174
Goodbye.