Crazy House.

Fifth of July has officially been labeled as cruel. 

No one likes to work at 6 in the morning every day, that's a given. But working the day after a holiday results in a barren wasteland known as the Deschutes building. Cameron and I (plus a few other zombie engineers) were the only ones walking (more like crawling) up and down the halls trying to look busy. To fill my time, (which seemed to drag on) I wrote a two-way conversation. Revealing to all...my looney side. I'm officially a resident of the Crazy house. But hey, I got a laugh out of it, so that's really all that mattered. (Plus it wasted about 5 minutes!) 

"Hello,

Oh…hi.

How are you today?

Well, to be quite honest, I’m exhausted.

Why are you at work? Girl, you need to go home and get some rest!

Yeah…I guess I came in because it’s my duty. And duty always comes before self. 

You are so loyal to this company, and your efforts deserve to be rewarded.

What are you saying?

I’m saying that at the next all hands meeting, we’re announcing your name as this month’s all-star employee. You’ll receive 10,000 dollars as well as a paid trip to Hawaii.

Shut up.

You deserve it.

Well heck yes I do. I mean…hello. Did you see what I did today?

No, would you care to share?

Sure.

Well?

I’m showing you.

There’s nothing there though.

Exactly.

……oh…

So, when do I get my All-star Employee award?

I’ll have to get back to you on that. >Leaves cubicle<

Noooooooooo!!! Wait, I did something today…I PROMISE! COME BACK!!!!"

And thus end's my totally boring work day. 

On another note, Easton bought me the first season of Chuck and I've been watching it for a good portion of the day. But once I realized I hadn't really done anything "productive," I made biscuits. At 9:00 at night. There's some home cooking dedication for ya'. 

Hope someone's night was more exciting than mine.

Which is....highly likely to happen.