Would You Like To Know A Secret?

I'm frightened when I find myself driving next to gasoline trucks. I'm always thinking they're going to explode like they do on the movies. I've never even heard of one exploding in real life, anywhere in the world. What an irrational fear.

I got a hug from my boss yesterday because of the fact that I'm 'such a jewel' and that coincides with the fact that she 'believes in hugs'. That's not the sort of thing that you can just ask about a paycheck after, you know?

My 'dashboard' says that two people follow this blog. I wonder what THAT'S all about. I don't even know how to see who they are. I hope I'm not bothering them or sending a ton of spam to their e-mails--of course--this blog fails to notify me when people reply to posts of mine, so I wouldn't be surprised if it just didn't tell people when I update. Actually, I follow a couple of blogs and I've never gotten an e-mail. I think I'm safe.

Here's another secret: I'm going back to sleep.