top this...

Monday:
1. spent all day sniffing toxic markers at work rendering a site plan...killed many brain cells
2. gym class...ouch...get free candy though

Tuesday:
1. get to work and spill packet of instant oatmeal all over kitchen (luckily I had a back up packet)
2. while making oatmeal, try to eat a mini banana muffin...choke and shoot muffin out my nose (then proceed to sniff and swallow what was left of it)
3. go to lunch at Atlanta Bread Co., while waiting for food I spill my whole cup of water all over my booth and table. ABC loses my order, then forgets about me twice, and messes up my order once. Takes 45 minutes to get my food (half a salad and a bowl of soup).
4. go to bank to deposit paycheck, get stuck behind bad, slow drivers. end up taking a 1 and a half hour lunch.
5. took Morgan's mom out for dinner for her birthday...roasted marshmellows at the table

Wednesday:
1. traffic jam on the way to work
2. Morgan couldn't leave work because he was too busy. I went to KFC for him, spent 30 minutes trying to get the order right...had a 15 minute lunch (I guess it made up for Tuesday's lunch)
3. gym class...ouch
4. spend night watching "Star Wars: Episode III" and stuffing face with pizza.

Thursday:
1. traffic jam on the way to work
2. go back to ABC for coffee and muffin with Morgan. Mess up both our drink orders (hot chocolate and a mocha - no chocolate in either drink)
3. my mom stands me up for lunch because she has a warrant out for her arrest....long story involving Betty Batson wrongly accusing her of stealing computer disks....I hate that woman. Apparently she has had warrants out to arrest at least three other women who have worked for her (lost all of the cases). My mom has to turn herself in to the police on Monday to get "processed" (mug shot, fingerprints...etc.)
4. try to meet Morgan for a last minute lunch at Dairy Queen but the atm was being worked on so I couldn't get cash. Dairy Queen charges you to use an atm card. Morgan refuses to have me unjustly charged so I don't get my ice cream...he says he wasn't hungry anyway.
5. on my way home, I am met with police cars blocking the 278 entrance to Buckwalter so I have to drive to 170, then 46, then take the back way, thus making my trip 30 minutes instead of five.
6. Morgan picks up dinner on the way home from work. He gets stuck in traffic...still waiting for him to return.

Friday:
any predictions?