I Don't Feel Like...Working

I seem to get along well with the older cleaning lady in our office. In fact, I'd go so far as to say she's developed a little crush on me. Or maybe it's the other way around. Wait - EEK. It's probably due to the fact that I'm the only one who gives her any attention when she's around. But this really has nothing to do with any attempt to treat people at all levels of the social spectrum with dignity, respect and kindness. This is merely a reflection of my increasing case of ADD at the office. I look for any and every reason to be interrupted from actually performing work. It just comes so natural these days... Go ahead. Bother me.

One girl in my group at work, for some reason or another, adopted a spanish pronunciation of my name, which sounds like a throaty "ha-SON." This started a couple months ago. Well now it seems to have caught on a bit. I think they enjoy it even more because it always puts a smile on my face when I hear it. I just think it sounds funny.

Song you're most likely to find me shaking my ass to in the apartment these days (in spite of the title):

Scissor Sisters: I Don't Feel Like Dancing