I went out to the parking lot to head off for lunch, and of course, hit play on “The Final Countdown.”
And then, of course, I had to sing harmony, falsetto, at the top of my lungs.
I stopped when I noticed a girl laughing her head off the car beside mine. Although, I’m not that embarrassed about it: Come ON. It’s the Final Countdown. It demands your respect.
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I totally forgot that my subcommittee report is due Friday.
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I am totally out of it today. I can’t figure out if I’m sick or just recovering from massive fatigue. Either way, I’m messing up tons of words and entirely unable to focus.
Everyone I know is sick, so, I suppose it was only a matter of time before my turn.
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Leina’ala reminds me: Many of you have not heard of one of my favorite artists. My next entry may be about him.
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