How Does One Forget A Key?

First of all, I can't possibly write another thing without thanking everybody for the awesome comments today. Ya'll outdid yourselves, be over-the-top kind of proud. I definitely smiled randomly through-out the day when I read what everyone wrote.

I slept in this morning. And I mean, I really | really slept in. I woke up three times and somehow managed to fall asleep without ever truly meaning to. It was incredibly nice, I'm not even going to lie. I felt absolutely fantastic when I got up, so here's to hoping I finally caught up on all the sleep I've been missing. * winks *

Just discovered the Play Room keys in my pocket!!!! Epic Failure. So I just text one of my Team Leaders and all he said was, "Nice." What? No helpful suggestions? I mean, sure it IS one o'clock in the morning but still ... it isn't like he isn't awake doing stuff. Maybe I'll pretend I'm five years old, and bug him until he tells me something useful. * winks *

Anyways, back to my afternoon ...

My sister and I cleaned an apartment. Aka the Bachelor's Pad which is pretty much a reckless tale. I don't quite get the various volumes of art/photography lying around. Or the fact that they are grungy-preps if that's even possible. And the tiny little skulls lining a single window sill. I just don't know about these people ... nothing they possess makes much sense to me. But this is all fine and good, of course. I can deal with random misfortunes such as that, I suppose.

We went to Old Navy, and walked around the store like 15-11 times until we'd seen just about all there was to see. I was just in there like a week ago, and it never helps that they move merchandise around like every other day. I think to myself, "Well I already know where such and such is. No biggie, I'll just run in for a minute ... " Not happenin' Joe. Why they gotta do that to me? Hmm ...

Shakin' my head.

Work was crazy. But fun, and this is no lie either. I was in dining room again and basically thought it was pretty much a fantastic night. When I clocked in, I wasn't really feeling the whole deal on account of the amazing Sunshiney weather and loving my regular clothes. It's a sad affair when I have to change into my Chicky uniform sometimes. Not always, just some of the time. But then I discovered I was in dining room, and tonight was Kid's Night, and Donna had bought a box of cheater ballloons. And thus, my night was basically a good one. * smiles *

I cleaned the Play Room -- which I'm sure you've gathered after just discovering the keys in my pocket -- and the slide talked to me once again. Gribble and I went in there a bit later to fix the talking door which was quite the adventure. Who knew doors made such strange noises?!

Went to Walmart when I got off. One of my coworkers called me and when I said "hello?" they replied "Marco." I laughed, "Polo. What in the world?!" And the next thing I know, they round the corner and tackle me. Yeah, I'm sure the Walmart Security people loved getting that one on tape. Crazy Chick-fil-A peoples coming in at midnight ... lol.

I came home absolutely starving, as usual, which is semi-crazy after Jake tells me "Anything you eat after 9 gets stored as body fat." And I said, "Thanks Jake, you're a pal."

IDC right now though. I figure as long as I'm starving, I should probably not lay there thinking about what I would eat if I really could. So I will, and it'll be healthy and I'll love it. And I won't think a single thought about Jake or body fat or anything. Just me and my sweet little dreams in a very short little while. * smiles *

Goodnight, World.

P.S. In case you'd really like to know something CRAZY! It's actually 72 degrees outside right this very second. And that basically blows my mind, but I'm definitely | truly loving this quite a lot.