friday and so tired

This morning on the bus I started thinking about my yesterdays post. I might have thought it was wednesday.. It was thursday. I might still remember it all wrong. Didnt even check what I wrote.
I dont tend to read what I've written. Might be full of typos and weird sentences. but who cares, right?
It's a perfectly lovely day. I'm really tired and can't seem to get any work done.
I lost my sunglasses last summer. Those are the only sunglasses that have ever suited me. I was getting desperate. Until December when I finally found them in a bag I've used like once.. Because we moved at the end of that month, they were lost again. Yesterday I thought to myself I wont rest until I find them. It's so sunny I really need them. I looked in one cupboard and that was all I needed. Why do I feel my earlier writings were a bit funnier? these seem so dull and pointless? perhaps I should get a bit drunk? ;)
I'm sitting in the lobby while my colleague is helping in the kitchen. whiping tables. I'm just glad I dont have to do that. I can sit here and look busy while I blog, facebook and read useless facts.
The funniest fact I read today goes like this: During the eighteenth century, books that were considered offensive were sometimes punished by being whipped.
It's amazing how stupid people can be.
Someone scared me with talk of coffee and cake. I had no idea what he was on about. But in the end it seems there is free coffee and cake in the near by bakery. I can't stand coffee. but cake is another thing...
time to go, till the next time