That's right! Yours truly has turned into a fatty fatty nipple head/who drinks breast milk from Danish goats. While that's not necessarily a children's nursery rhyme, I did make it up just to tease myself. So, I'll be taunting myself all day today until I end up sobbing in the fetal position under my desk. People can be so cruel.
Today I'm interviewing folks to take my position at work upon my departure in May. It's a weird feeling. I'll have to tell you how it goes. As for now, gotta roll my fat, lazy ass out of bed and squeeze into some clothes. Days like this are when I need a moo-moo house dress.
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