I don' wanna.
Jun. 30th, 2003 09:08 amdon' wann' go work. can' make me go.
... oh, i'm here already.
throat hurts. weird. feels icky. tonsils? dunno.
overdose of aspirin helped a bit. still feel icky.
dave drove me to work because last night when i was walking up the stairs the pulse in my throat was sending little stabs of pain into my tonsils.
it SUCKS.
i sat in dave's car for a minute after we arrived at work. can't i go with you instead? i asked. i'd just sleep under your desk and it would be comfy. sure, he said. better still, let's just trade places.
cool, i said. i have a list of what needs to be fixed on the website-- you can do that. but i can't program like you can.
no worries, he said. i've got nothing to do today. we might have a (brr) Vision Of The Future meeting. I hate those.
i'll go, i volunteered. i'll take really good notes for you.
sweet, he said.
but no, i got out of the car and went to work. and here i am.
Bummer.
... oh, i'm here already.
throat hurts. weird. feels icky. tonsils? dunno.
overdose of aspirin helped a bit. still feel icky.
dave drove me to work because last night when i was walking up the stairs the pulse in my throat was sending little stabs of pain into my tonsils.
it SUCKS.
i sat in dave's car for a minute after we arrived at work. can't i go with you instead? i asked. i'd just sleep under your desk and it would be comfy. sure, he said. better still, let's just trade places.
cool, i said. i have a list of what needs to be fixed on the website-- you can do that. but i can't program like you can.
no worries, he said. i've got nothing to do today. we might have a (brr) Vision Of The Future meeting. I hate those.
i'll go, i volunteered. i'll take really good notes for you.
sweet, he said.
but no, i got out of the car and went to work. and here i am.
Bummer.
this is from kat
Date: 2003-06-30 11:00 am (UTC)