Wall-E was cute. I cried. But then I was happy.

My arm feels like it is going to fall off.

My head is full of retardedness.

It’s really hard to like my job when I realize that I do it better and more efficiently when my boss is on vacation. Is this what every grown up feels like? I like my boss. I really do. I thought that if I liked working with someone, it meant I had escaped the Dilbert curse. But I think I do it better when she’s not around? Maybe. Or maybe I’m just imagining things.

[Tangent: When Nate walks around with just jeans on and no shirt, it's all I can do to bite my knuckles and not hump him.]

Jesus fuck my shoulder hurts. I almost think the tylenol made it worse. I’m going to bed.