Hell No. We Won't Go.

Tomorrow the work week starts again. I think I hear my mother calling for me to stay home. Our roof caved in and we have to move out all our belongings. My cat is sick. The dog ate my scrubs. I have a curious case of Benjamin Button. I can't find my stethoscope. I have been relocated with the Witness Protection Program. I have an important appointment with my accountant about the lottery I am almost certain to win. I have a sore throat. I have Obama Fever. I have Bird Flu...


  1. I have something wrong with my eyes- I can't see going in.

    I got totally screwed at work on Friday and feel like retaliating. That's the truth.

  2. Bird flu is the easy part,
    'Obama fever', that is something

  3. How did you get that photo of me being carried kicking and screaming back to work last Monday?

    I feel your pain, my Distracted friend. I feel your pain.

    Have a great week!

  4. I have something r-e-a-l-l-y contagious and ugly. I don't WANNAAAAAAA!

  5. Sometimes your sense of humor is the best thing in the blogosphere. It cures what ails me. You need a dose of your own medicine and then you'll feel bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for a wondrous new work week....do your scrubs have a hole in back for your bushy tail?


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