Today is a work day, and my commute has changed since moving here. Now, I have to go from here:
(Bed cops look away: this brand of bed was identified and purchased using stolen tags)
All the way up the stairs:
To my workshop:
Unless I decide to stop by the well gaurded office first, then it's not as far to travel:
It's a tough trip, but somehow I manage it every day. Usually, when I walk in, I say to my boss, 'sorry I'm late; traffic you know.'
And then my boss kicks my butt, docks my pay and makes me stay late to make up the time.
Mean old bat.
Monday, May 25, 2009
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