I'm freaking out man!!!!

I have this horrible fear that someone at work is going to punk my ass today. Chances are they won't, but I am just scrutinizing everything people say. My boss (who claims he cuts his own hair at home), just swung by and said he was stepping out for a few minutes to get his hair cut. What the hell is he REALLY up to? Rachel called and asked if I could pick up a gallon of milk on the way home from work. Yeah, right!!! That's just so she can beat me home from work and jump out of a closet and scare the puddin' out of me.

So be leary today,my blog readers. If someone says your shoe is untied, don't look down, just walk up to them and punch them as hard as you can in the spine!


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