I love getting off work two hours early. I had a few vacation hours accrued that I had to burn off before the end of the year and it was a “use them or lose them” situation. But what made the work day even better was that it was slow.
And by slow I mean dead. And by dead I mean that it was more dead than Kim Jong-Il. Thank you, SwagBucks, for helping me spell that name correctly. Like it matters. I’m sure he won’t get upset because…well, because he’s dead.
So instead of spending the whole day digging through open cases, desperately trying to find something to call people about, I spent a lot of time reading Hyperbole and a Half and spamming my co-workers with links and waiting impatiently to hear the impending laughing fits that were muffled by the cubicle walls.
And then I started thinking…what should I do with the rest of my day? I mean, I was going to clock out two hours earlier than normal. That’s a lot of time to kill in my world. There was only one solution: the coffee shop!
And that’s where I am right now. Sitting at Sweet Eugene’s, pirating some Frank Sinatra (and probably some kind of punk rock as well) and typing this blog post.
But sometimes the cozy atmosphere and amazing Chai lattes just are not enough to make me chill out. I figured that I should fire up paint and try to do my own self-portrait…more or less.
Anyway, this is what I came up with.
It was so much freaking fun that I will do this again. And the hair matches my iPod. Win.
What does your cartoon self look like?