Friday, February 25, 2005

My Job is Bad for my Health

5 hours of fitful sleep a night
4 days that I haven't had time to take a lunch
3 lines ringing on my phone at all times
2 coworkers that don't have a brain between them
1 ulcer in the making

But at least I get seranaded (dude, I can't be bothered to spell check) all day long by the American Idol finalists who practice in the hall before going onto their stage to shoot. Sometimes it's pleasant, sometimes I want to howl along........bumping into my boyfriend Ryan Seacrest in the elevator would make it all worthwhile......(sigh)

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