It's going to be a good day

Yep. A reeeeal good day.

1. I got a decent amount of sleep last night. I also watched alot of Black Books.
2. I remembered about my blog and decided to update it. I have been neglecting it. It was starting to display syptoms of separation anxiety, so rather than medicate my blog into apathy, I deceided I'd post some more rubbish on it. It responded by hugging me and calling me Dad again.
3. Trenton brought his skateboard to work, so we had an impromptu skate comp, where I tried (and failed) to land some kickflips, Trenton landed a few pop shovits and our CEO, bewildered by the developments in modern skateboarding, decided he would sweat it to the kids and pull a few 360's.
I am now very happy. This was most certainly a fun viewing experience.

Also, breaking news:
4) Someone is playing Bloc Party, which is definitely setting the mood for a Friday.

This is a vast improvement from yesterday when I thought:
Work is like one of those pet monkeys that you buy and think is good at the time, then you realise that monkeys carry disease and eat bananas which happen to be really expensive at the moment. They also have a penchant for throwing faeces, climbing on your furniture, transmitting AIDS and making horrible squealing noises. These all combine to form a shitful experience, both for you and most likely for the monkey, which because it can't verbalise emotions in a way you can comprehend, resorts instead to flinging it's stools in a very unenthusiastic and complacent manner.
Hence, the clear correlation between pet monkeys and my workplace, as of yesterday.
Don't ask me why, but today, the mood is more that of 'Butterfly Enclosure' but without the humidity. Or the plants or the...goddammit, you know what i mean.
Today, things are on the up.
If only there was some more sunshine I'd go skip in it.