Today does not have a terribly bright outlook. For all my tryings to be bright and cheery (I will be the first to admit it is highly unnatural for me) I cannot for the life of me, think of something to occupy my time for the next seven hours.

As of this morning, I have alread spilled coffee on my desk blotter (more like dumped a oversized cup) inadvertantly offended someone by insulting our very ugly Christmas tree (IT IS COVERED IN POWDER BLUE AND BABY PINK CHRISTMAS BALLS. They shouldn't even make Christmas balls that color, it should be against the law. You would think it is the tree of fertility, but that would be quite pointless since the general population of our office is over fifty. ANYWAY.) and everyone is feeling slightly snubbed because I got flowers. From my Dad. Go figure.

Yes, you will be seeing a general influx of senseless blog posts. I AM BORED STIFF. This could get quite interesting, I am trying to figure out how to single-handedly set the entire office on fire. With a candle.


This could be quite terrifying.