brain barf… yum!
…I no longer have the hiccups.
I woke up with the worst case of violent hiccups. They were so violent, I was concerned I was going to get knifed or shot if I wore the wrong colors this morning. So I decided on pink, because what gang colors are pink?
Anyway, 45 minutes of hiccups finally went away when I got to my desk at work. I think they were scared off by the amount of work I have to do on such a beautiful Friday.
(Yes, ProfessorEric, this was my ACTUAL gratitude I gave at the staff meeting. But I gave BossMan a boring explanation because I didn’t want to give him a reason to start talking about spontaneously going bald again.)
BossMan greeted me this morning with a cheerful “Good Morning” followed with:
“Aren’t you gratified to know you still have hair on your head, regardless of what happened in your dreams?”
(What kind of freaky-ass dreams are you talking about?!)