I still miss how compact my 4S was.

I hate three day work weeks.

My body is convinced its Thursday. I'm just about ready to drive to the office and let myself see for itself.

"Go ahead, idiot. Unlock the door. Disable the alarm. Turn the lights on. See? No receptionist. Go ahead. Look under the desk if you must but she is not here. No-one is. THE PHONE ALWAYS RINGS DO NOT ANSWER THAT! NO! Bookkeeper's office is locked. No, she did not lock herself in nor did the occupants of the other locked offices. Break room is empty. Warehouse is empty. We're going home now. So help me If you wake up tomorrow thinking it is Friday.."

@kdfrawg Drowns out the chit chat outside my door.

@kdfrawg In the meantime, I blast AC-DC in my office.

@kdfrawg Most useless attempt at forming a molecule ever. Hoping the next pot tries harder.

@kdfrawg I'd surrender to it entirely but it refuses to storm the beach.

Southeastern summers are the Nickleback of the weather trading scene.

We've been lucky here. Mildest summer in years.

My internal clock keeps screaming 'hump day'. I think that's the problem here.

Some mornings the caffeine takes hold of your system like a grandmother struggling to open a jelly jar.

Going to be a long day.