I'm Not Really Suicidal, Just Deathly Tired of This Thing Called Work
This thing (beat) called work
when it gets right down to it
I can't handle it.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
and there she sits ...
from my cubicle|snapshots shared, job woes declared|all in a day's work.
About Me
Blog Archive
-
▼
2007
(57)
-
▼
September
(12)
- The 4-Way Stop.
- It's the best & worst of times, commuting ...
- A little less conversation, please.
- Friday, what took you so long?
- I forgot my phone today, so ...
- "Unable to Send"
- Technical Difficulties
- That's me in the middle then, but today I (almost)...
- A hostage situation.
- I wear sunglasses indoors because ...
- Would They Miss Me?
- Different day, same mood.
-
▼
September
(12)
They do the 'ku, too
The Cubicle
and there she sits ...
No comments:
Post a Comment