permission slip

oh. so *this* is what work looks like at 8:30 am.

nobody here. music up loud. GRR GRR music. UNF UNF WAKE UP music.

i'm banging my head.

trust me. < i'd like to see you bang your head to kermit the frog, yo >

also, why is the cheese i had last night just now making its presence known?

i think i'll be working all weekend.

but boogie is going to the beach without me today. a field trip! i signed his permission slip and everything.

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