Oh Lord. What to write.

I have been having serious trouble getting out of bed in the morning this week. I’m not a morning person in the slightest, but this week has been horrid.

I actually contemplated calling in dead this morning. I figured that if they didn’t believe me they would at least laugh and if they did believe me it would be all the awesomer when I came back to work, ostensibly from the dead.

But I decided to go in anyway today. And was greeted by a new co-worker. Which kind of surprised me. He kind of slunk out of the back room and I had to do a double-take.

He’s seriously cute. He’s a little chubby and he’s got kind of a lot of hair, but he loves it when I scratch his head.

I think he’s only in the office for a week, though. But for the time being it’s nice having a cat lurking around.

Just don’t tell Ramona.