16. THE YADA YADA WEEK
Right now, I’m hovering right at the end of another weekend that has disappeared faster than a slut can take her lingerie off.
Tomorrow begins another week that will merely be another ‘yada-yada’ week like any other week on the ole mill and grindstone.
Boss’s orders, edits, schedules and managing people. Did I mention 4 trips to the bathroom, 3 being attempts to gag myself and the last one to seek my sanity? And miraculously, all of this done to the call of nature.
Hey, I did say I was a multi-tasker, so shooosh! Go find your own creative ways to take a dump.
But most of all, I look forward to experiencing my usual desert-dry eye syndrome where I can eventually hear my eyes creaking through all that blinking as well as my joints playing a funky dance melody while my butt sleeps peacefully throughout the day.
Yay, the 9 to 6:30 drill!
Gotta love it! 😛