This week is Secret Santa week at work. I got the same person that I had last year. When I first pulled, I pulled my own name. Next try was last year's Secret Santa victim.
Ended up getting her M&M's, some Starbucks chocolate something in a tiny box, a deck of cards and a pack of smokes. Later this week I have to pick up M&M's new album. Two days after everyone pulled for this fiasco, I owned up that I was her secret Santa and she might as well own up what she wants for the 'big' gift.
Monday was a bear, I can't wait for Friday and put all this crap behind me. Shit, I was busier than a litter of kittens in a yarn factory. Hopefully tomorrow's productivity will be good.
Needless to say, I'm beat to shit and this week doesn't look like it's going to be getting any better.
I was laying in front of my computer and I decided to check my LiveJournal friends list. Everyone was gone and there were four people who considered me to be their LiveJournal friend. I was annoyed because their handles were typical AOL handles. Take a simple word or pop culture reference then add a string of incoherent numbers after it. That's what these four people had as their user name. When I clicked their names, most of them had entries like "How do I use tihs?"
Throughout the dream the Howard Stern Show was playing on the radio. I had the volume way down so I don't remember their schtick.
