I survived the day at work. I want to go to bed. Right now.

Bentley won't let me. Also the apartment complex is a mine field of hidden ice and I hate everything.

Everything.

I get to try work tomorrow. Whee.

Going in or working from home?

Going in. Sneaking in to check my work email... my boss was out, too.

So no one knows I wasn't working.

Tricksy.

Yeah... I probably have overdue orders in my queue now.