This is not trick photography. I did not mess with the hands of the clock. It's a.m., not p.m. It's on the internet, so you know it's true.
I was in the office, at my desk, ready to face the day at 8:10 this morning.
Let's not get too excited, though, okay?
The only reason I was there so early is because Luke and I went to breakfast (he had to work in the top secret bat cave on campus. We have one. It's secret. Well, until now.) and after breakfast I had no choice but to go to work. Not like I could go back to bed or anything.
I think I should get a cheap apartment in Manhattan for occasions such as this. Put an inflatable bed in there, along with my cupcake blanket, and I'd be set.
Back to today - -
the problem with arriving at the office at the crack of dawn is that by the time I felt like I had put in a full day's work, it was 9:30.
I kid.
No, really, I kid.
the problem with arriving at the office at the crack of dawn is that by the time I felt like I had put in a full day's work, it was 9:30.
I kid.
No, really, I kid.
