(Sometimes it's a two panda kind of day. Or as MH says, "Pananas.")
I woke up late, like I was supposed to be at work 15 minutes ago, late. Whatever. It's Christmas, right? I mean, I know Christmas is a week away, but I've had a high pitched sinus headache of anxiety for days. Which is Christmas.
Also, I find that I'm still on school time. Despite the fact that I'm a grown up, I find working now to be ridiculous. Kind of like how it was this summer. How can I be expected to sit in a cubicle under florescent lights when the sun is shining and I could be swimming? How can I be expected to sit in a cubicle when I'm days away from house guests and Christmas, and my house is a disaster?
Actually, that last part was pretty easy. I have all this stuff I should be doing, but instead I am sitting and listening to TV shows while doing mindless data entry. There's something kind of relaxing about it. Just so long as I don't remember all the shit that's gotta be done anyway.
I think I saw some fudge next to the mail boxes. It's definitely a two panana kind of day.