My life is weird.
I just made the "Yes!" gesture, arms raised above head, fists locked in triumph and hissed, "Yesss!" , after successfully loading a toner cartridge into the printer here at the Post-Apollo office.
Just before that, I got all pleased and excited when I found return postage included in the new cartridge so that the old cartridge can be recycled. I think I actually said, "Oh COOL!"
James Taylor somehow managed to get onto my Bob Dylan pandora radio station. I thumbed it down but still.
I felt annoyed by second hand smoke earlier today while waiting for the bus. I'm pretty sure I made that "ick" face.
I spoke with a tax preparer over the phone about whether I should be considered an independent contractor or an employee.
I comparison shopped for postage scales.
I put on sensible rain-proof shoes this morning.
Thankfully, I dreamt of tigers and foggy bridges and poetry last night.