mischief managed.

I got home from San Diego at 3 am last night after spending each of the past 5 days driving back and forth from San Diego and Santa Clarita/Glendale.

I got to work at 10 am this morning and have spent the past few hours doing absolutely nothing but staring at the wall of my cubicle.

I’m still delirious.

So I give you…deliriously awesome observations from a sleep deprived Marice:

1. If you are uncomfortable driving at least 80 mph on the freeway, I hear there are lanes to the right that may be more suitable for you.
2. Caffeine has made my already fast metabolism travel at light speed.
3. My cat is fat.
4. Leather jackets are quite noisy.
5. Aforementioned leather jacket makes it impossible to poop without recognition.
6. Me: I am mad at you for having girlfriends before me.
7. Pao: I am mad at you for not being my girlfriend before you.
8. That was a pretty good comeback.
9. This is getting gay.
10. BUILDING KICK.
11. EXPLOSION.
12. If my best friend were to call me and tell me about his girlfriend’s latest antics, I would say, “Dude your girlfriend is CRAZY.”  
13. This is problematic because I am my best friend’s girlfriend.
14. Speaking of girlfriends, I need more girl friends.  
15. My co-workers are starting to catch on that I am actually a boy.
16. Somehow all of these items are related.