There is absolutely no reason whatsoever to clip your nails at work.
NO REASON.
And we're in cubes, for gawd's sake!
Why not just go ahead and pick out your toe jam, too? Make it a complete little grooming session?
Okay, yes, maybe I'm a smidge irritable because I was up most of the night with a stuffed up nose and cramps and a noisy gut because, even though I know better, I had steak for dinner.
And maybe I'm a little cranky because I went upstairs to sleep on the couch so my tossing/turning/churning/sniffing/cramping wouldn't disturb TBFE, but Elvis got excited that there some some to to cuddle with so he laid on my chest, purring louder than a jackhammer and nuzzling my neck. Which was not helping the stuffiness, but goodness he's so adorable!
And then lets throw the 30 mph wind and rain and hail on top of everything, and for love of puppies, why can't you just let me sleep?!
I am so tired. There is no amount of coffee that will wake me up.
I think I will spend my lunch napping in my car.
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