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Today was a bad day. There isn't just one thing that sticks out...it's just the culmination of a lot of bad things going on at work. (And because I've taken a blogging oath not to discuss specifics about work, I'll just continue to be vague.) Let's just say that things aren't all rainbows and puppy dogs at the office anymore. Not sure if they will ever be again. I got to work at 730 this morning. 730AM!!! What the hell is wrong with me? Ugh. I digress. Anyway, the point of all of this rambling is that why, after spending so many hours at my desk in the office, do I feel compelled to get back in front of a computer at home? I must secretly love the idea of carpal tunnel syndrome and constant neck tension. Who knows why I do dumb things like this? I mean is it all to read the celebrity gossip sites? Which leads me to wonder....why do I care that much about celebrities? Damn I need help. So instead of talking about the fact that Britney Spears made a very brief court appearance, I'll talk about the latest international news....German experts say they have identified the true identity of the one and only Mona Lisa.

And because I'm on some strange stream of consiousness right now, I'll continue with my random thoughts...Can you imagine being the one to discover who she really was? What must that feel like? I guess it ranks pretty far up the list. I wouldn't know anything about that. I get excited about saving $40 in Ottumwa! So clearly, something this earth shattering would probably send me into the stratosphere. Clearly I need a life. Heck, a hobby would be good. And on that note, I'll call it a night.

Sweet dreams.