Hello world, I’m at work. John is supposed to be handing in his two weeks’ notice today, but Mike has been interviewing some person for Jennifer’s old position. I brought tea in my nice car cup but since the top of the cup is all closed off so it can’t spill, the heat can’t get out either so I burned my tounge on it. John’s looking up hybrid cars. I’m so not going to be able to work until I can ingest my tea. There’s Diet Mountain Dew in the vending machine, but that would involve me going out to my car. God I’m so bored and tired. I didn’t get to sleep until three. Must check my Retroviral e-mail. Oh, checked my Hotmail this morning and I’m basically SOL on the needle thing. I need the cartridge before I can find out what needle I need and I don’t even know what cartridge I need. So I’m fucked. No messages on my Retroviral account. So tired. Maybe I’ll do archiving first, that takes no brainpower whatsoever. And at least I’ll look like I’m doing something.