what the hell is next?
in other news, i don't care about Michael Jackson, sorry. i shall not be paying attention to anything that is being said. in fact, if anything is said about him, my eyes shall glaze over until the words fall out of my ears.
in other other news, work just called to find out where the hell i was. i informed them that i woke up at 630 this morning and called and talked to don to give them ample time to find a replacement, or to at least brace themselves for being shorted, that don accused me of taking the keys, i told him "nuh-uh!" and went back to bed.
yay for great communication.
