bored.

Like most days, the last 5 or so minutes are the longest minutes ever. Today is one of those days. I screwed up today at work and got "spoken to" by the chairman himself. Ooops. I just never know when I am going to completely mess up a seemingly innocent task, but it happens more often than I am comfortable with, truly. I have officially 6 minutes left and I can't wait to be heading home. I have been planning to take a nap today after work since yesterday afternoon. You see, on Thursday nights, Ryan and I go over to Erich's house and play nerd games. The last few times I have gone over there rather cranky, so I thought maybe if I make an effort to have a good day (go to bed early the night before and ignore stupid people) and take a nap after work, I could possibly have the right energy necessary to be in a good, social mood. It was all going according to plan until about 2:08. Now I just want to curl up in bed and eat ice cream while watching Love Actually.

And now, it's the end of my day. good-bye.