I wish this damn stomach flu, headache and shakes would go the hell away.
Why am I at work, I should be home sleeping.
The garbage men REALLY don't need to put my empty cans to where they block my damn driveway.
Is Obama a magician? He better be, because magic is all that is going to fix this cluster-frack of an economy.
Why is it so freeking cold in this damn office?
Has anyone seen Chester?
My computer at home is broke, I can't do all I need to do. (Maybe this is the reason I came to work.)
Is it Friday at 5 yet?