whiski_sour | I'm on the jazz today

Today is my mom's birthday. I called her Saturday to see if she wanted me to come up today and bring her a present. She never called me back. I was going to call her again today to see if she was dead, but instead she emailed me. So she's not dead, I'm not in trouble (as I also suspected), she officially turned 47 today, and I'll take her the birthday spoils on Friday.

I was woken up at some ungodly hour this morning after going to bed at a slightly earlier ungodly hour by the neighbor's dog barking. I was not amused.

Later, as I was checking my e-mail, I became inexplicably giddy. I have remained as such for the rest of the day (though I did take a nap...stupid dog).

Furthermore, this evening, I become suddenly productive. I had no intention of actually planning much for my Nano project, but I found myself naming characters tonight and considering plotting scenes.

I think there's something terribly wrong with me today.

It's because I had the day off. I never have Mondays off. Always Wednesdays and Fridays. Well, they biffed my schedule and this week it's Monday and Friday. I feel this may be a conspiracy.

You see, this Wednesday is the Homecoming Parade. For whatever reason, our store is going to have a float and there's a sign up sheet to walk with the float and throw candy. My entire department is going EXCEPT me because I have to work. I do believe they think I'm some sort of danger being allowed to throw things at people.

Well, I'll show them.

I'll just throw things at people at work.