I could while away the hours, conferrin’ with the flowers
Consultin’ with the rain.
And my head I’d be scratchin’ while
my thoughts were busy hatchin’
If I only had a brain.

oh, monday. today i play the role of chauffeur, concierge and assistant. it’s been fun, and most of the work day is gone, but have i gotten anything done? NO.

not much else to say. i fought off a delicious looking carrot cupcake. and just had an OVER THE TOP meeting with a guy who continued to scream KEY WORDS to express himself. president confessed he couldn’t look at me, afraid he might laugh from seeing my expression. glad to know i’m supported.