  I am sitting here at work bored to death. I work a job that they are planning to send to India. Doesn't that just suck. My best freind is gay, and my other best freind has major issues. Yesterday she wanted to kill herself. Blah.
As she would say. The only good thing about sitting here and not getting any calls is that I have time to write and read a book. I really hat haveing to deal with stupid people. Coworkers included. At least Cleo doesn't spend all of his time being a cry baby. He has started doing laps around the building.
Walking not running. He is very, very overweight. I think it is doing him good. It is doing me good since I am walking with him. Barbie refuses to get out of her chair and walk to. If she did that then she would have no reason to bitch and we couldn't have that.
Sometimes I wish that she would just grow up and get real. Wash some of her makeup off and wear some clothes that fit and get a life. It would do her a whole hell lot of good. But she doesn't listen. That would be to easy. 
