Can you believe the boss* actually wants me to work?

[out_there]

Am at work. Am on my second lot of painkillers. My eyes feel gritty, by head feels fuzzy and my sense of balance is a bit screwed. *whines*

Plus, I just heard a version of Senorita with a loud beat laid over the top. What a stupid idea. *points to icon*

On the other hand, charliequinn won free tickets to the Dr Who seminar tonight, and invited me. So, I'm going to drag myself through today with that goal firmly in mind.

*Am amused that I originally spelt that with an a. If it was the Bass wanting me to work... Okay, I'd still be just as cranky, but I probably scowl less at Lance (although I might swear under my breath about him more *shrugs*).