I am so tired. I DO NOT want to go to work today. I am POOPED! And here’s the thing. I’ve been pooped ALL WEEK! On Tuesday I thought to myself, “How can it only be Tuesday!?!” The next morning I woke up and thought, “Wow, tomorrow is Thursday!” It’s amazing the power of a Wednesday to transform the beginning of the week to the end of the week.
Last night I watched Ghost Adventures. It was the episode in which they locked themselves into the Goldfield Hotel. TOTALLY FREAKED ME OUT! The only proof they gave that I thought was credible was the brick that flew across the basement room! Holy Ghostbusters, Batman! I’d love to know if they toyed with that or if it really happened. And if it really did happen why did that wimpy jerk have to run away? He should have stayed and filmed! Obviously he wasn’t keeping his eyes on the prize.