Monday Monday

The day so far has been . . . odd.

As I was getting ready for work, I asked Chris if there'd been a storm last night (I'd talked to Ashley, and she'd said there was supposed to be bad weather). He said, "Yeah, I woke you up to ask if your computer was unplugged. You said, 'Uhh-huh, I talked to storms and there's an Ashley coming in'." Obviously gave him a good laugh; I don't remember a thing.

Then about an hour or so after I got to work, I started to take a tray of donuts out to the front, and in the process knocked the edge of that tray into the edge of a different (of course, full) tray, knocking the entire thing to the floor.

Then when I was on my break, I grabbed a carton of milk and took a drink and it tasted a little off. I checked the expiration date-- two days ago. Dumped it, picked up another one, made sure that the expiration date was a week away this time, took a drink, and--

I feel that someone from Fear Factor should've handed me a big check after that. Ewwwwwwwwwww.

All in all, let's just say this isn't a good day for me to try skydiving.