dismay of today and drey's

Such a beautiful day outside and I am stuck inside an office staring at a computer screen. I have nothing more to write then my misfortune so if you choose to not be brought down with me please exit now.

*I am hung over from Saturday night which makes today especially difficult to bare

*My feet are unbelievable hot. I feel like there are midgets in my shoes shoveling coal onto fire

*I’m at the tiredness where my face goes all oily and yuk. I just want to lay in bed and watch 'Heroes' tonight

*but first I must go to dinner with my mum from Australia at Tahoe Joe's steak house

*Actually im quite hungry so Tahoe Joe's isn’t such a bad idea

*If only I had ice for my feet

*and a masseuse for my neck

*You’d be surprised at how noisy the hum of a photocopier is if you listen hard enough

*I’m sick of trying to get enough cash so I can get a new car. I am almost there.

*If only I could go outside and play with the birds

That brings me to a conversation I had with a work-mate last week. He asked me if I knew where squirrel’s lived. I had no idea but I ventured to convince him that I knew and quickly declared that squirrels lived in trees. Well, I was right, but not only do they live in trees but they build a quaint little house in there too called a drey. Did you know that?

Now that I know what they live in I kind of feel sorry for birds. See, squirrels live in what is basically a bird house with a roof. It’s made from sticks, twigs and funny earthly parts rolled into a emptied out ball. There is one outside my window. Now every time I drive past a tree I look for a drey. Those squirrels are quite a resourceful lot.

This post got off topic. I’m still mad at today. I must say though, the thought of a squirrel building a drey for his family is quite inspiring. I should build a house of my own.