I was at work today, passing a coworker's cubicle.
Without meaning to, I glanced at his screen The page looked familiar - it was a forum i used to be a member of. And i'm pretty sure it was a kinky one. What he's doing reading it at work i'll never guess. Iiiinnnnttteeerrrresssssttttiinnnnnng.
Also today at work, I saw a coworker's sailing calendar. "Oh," I remarked. "Is that a Tartan?"
Now I have a regular sailing gig once or twice a week for the summer on my coworker's yacht. That should be fun, and keep the devil away from my idle hands.
And during a little bit of downtime, I checked my University Website. My marks have been posted. I'm done, graduating an A student. Woooooo. That and a twoonie will get me a coffee at Starbucks. As long as I don't want a big one or fancy stuff in it.
Not a bad day.