Girl fights Tuesday.

Holy shmoly, I so do not want to be in this office today.
pure torture.
I'm trying to buck up and deal but I can't seem to focus on anything at the moment.
I'm fighting it so bad.
My day is only a third way over.
I'm literally just pushing paper around.
Am I crazy for blogging this in fear of a coworker or even my boss reading this?
No, not really.
If you worked here, you'd understand.
Off to the kitchen for some chocolate milk.
Hoping this will help.

More later.