day 4

thanks to the massive amounts of coffee i've had to drink today, i think i peed about 20 times. the people i work with are going to start thinking i have a bladder problem, therefore at the moment i'm telling myself to calm down and ignore the fact that my bladder is screaming for help.

my foot keeps tapping, and i'm swerving from side to side in my rolly chair. it's great, i look like a 4 year old doing a pee dance.... in a pencil skirt and heels.

i now truly understand why 30-somethings with 9-5pm jobs are hooked on coffee. i woke up at 730, had a 2 hour meeting at 830 and i have coffee to thank for the reason why my head is not currently on my desk with a pool of drool slowly forming around my face.

today i also decided that wearing heels was a grand idea. i got dressed when i was half asleep in my barely lit room so of course when i got into work with the glaring fluorescent lights, i happened to look down at my shoes and see that there's still remnants from nights in tallahasee. yep that means dried beer, dirty water from puddles i've strolled through, and anything else that may have decided to set up residence on my shoes from a bar.

maybe tomorrow ill clean my shoes before work, drink some water instead of a gallon of coffee and go to sleep at 9pm tonight.

2 1/2 more hours...