This weekend was long and yet over too quickly, with moments of warmth and shivering cold. I finally got a paycheck... I rediscovered the game of "let's see where I can fit" and it worked out well. I helped a coworker move and found out that I could fit into various shelving units (units... hehe) and cabinets. I remember when I was little hiding in the dryer, in the laundry basket and under the kitchen sink... I rule at hide and seek. I'm thinking about stuffing myself into the overhead storage in my cubicle tomorrow. Do you think they'd fire me for that?

I've eaten nothing but pizza for three days now (minus the bagel I had at lunch on Friday). Today I woke up on a couch with a cat on my feet. I still haven't finished any stories. I'm such a jerk.