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Is it just me, or has this week been dragging on like mad? Somewhere around Tuesday, my brain started asking "Is it Friday yet?" every five minutes.

My sister is staying with me this weekend, since she has a wedding to go to in Boston. That means that before she gets here tonight, I have to go home, do the dishes and clean out the rabbit cage. It would help if I could leave an hour early from work, but I don't think that'll go over very well. Phoo.

I am SO ready to be on vacation.

just because it's silly...

I had a Christmas carol stuck in my head this morning and started making up work-related lyrics for it, and here's the result (to be sung to "O Christmas Tree"):

My treatment plan, my treatment plan,
Why can't I have my treatment plan?

My treatment plan, my treatment plan,
I said I want my treatment plan.

I know you said
You're busy now,
But I want my stuff
Anyhow,

My treatment plan, my treatment plan,
Why can't I have my treatment plan?


Your treatment plan, your treatment plan,
I haven't typed your treatment plan.

Your treatment plan, your treatment plan,
I'm putting off your treatment plan.

Now go away,
Or as I've said,
I'll conk you one
Upon the head.

Your treatment plan, your treatment plan,
I haven't typed your treatment plan.


Silly, ain't I? :