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Going to be one of *those* days.

Last night while playing with a neighbor's dog, I got nipped. Barely broke the skin, the pup has had all her shots and I washed it out with disinfectant, but still. Oy.

I'm too fuzzy-headed today to participate in this years Zombie Uprising. Honestly, I feel like someone's eaten my brain. I've got no creativity to write and today will be a buzy buzy day.

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Just had a fire drill here in the office. I noticed that I the skin on my hand--where I was bitten-- is rather grey and dull looking. In fact, out in the sunshine, my whole arm looks sorta greyish green.

Ewwwwww. Maybe it's the reflection from the green tank top I'm wearing today.

While we were standing around waiting for the all-clear, I noticed a stray dog in the parking lot. Poor thing, it's so hot today he was staggering around in drunken circles. I should probably go out and take him a bowl of water.

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A bunch of us went out to a new fancy-schmancy French place that opened near our office. I decided to be adventurous and try the special: Cervelles de Boeuf a la Poulette. Yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

I really need to start wearing my makeup in the office. Everyone at lunch was remarking on how pasty looking I am. Sara even asked if I was sick, told me I was looking greyish green. Nice friends I have, eh?

In Other News

My ankle is still bothering me. I thought it was starting to heal as I was walking on it okay yesterday, but today I'm back to doing that slow, awkard, George Romero shamble.

There must be several other klutzy people here this week as I saw a few folks shuffling down the hall earlier.

Curious.

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Goofing off and surfing the web and found there's a Friday the 13th internet joke floating around about zombies. Zombies. Geez.


I can't concentrate on anything this afternoon. There's this buzzzzzzing in my brain.

Maybe I need to go outside and grab a bite.

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On my way out, I ran into Mike. (For those who've lost their scorecard: Mike is the arrogant ass at work who told me I better bring my A game the day he came to faire). Well, he's cute enough in 'danes and today he was wearing a sleeveless tank. Yummmmmmm.

We all know how friendly and body-easy we rennies are, right? So there he is, running his mouth to me (I have no idea what he was saying. He's purty, but damn, man, don't speak!) and well... I had to gnosh on his shoulder.

He screamed like his knickers were on fire, I swear.

Guess he doesn't like teeth, eh? ~impish grin~ Some guys don't.

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Had to turn off the radio on the way home from work. The local country station was doing nothing but some mock news reports on a zombie uprising. ~rolls eyes~

By the time I got home, I was starved! I grabbed a bite from with a neighbor.

Friday Five

Can't believe I forget this!

1. TGIF
2. payday
3. project done
4. braaaaaaaaaains
5. anonymisty, McAvery & B. will be home from the beach tomorrow! I'm heading over for brainsgame.I looooovvvvvve seafood! Nom nom nom nom!!