Today, I woke up late. Again. For the third day in a row.
After a series of mishaps involving burnt toast, spilled coffee, and a near-disaster involving a wobbly chair, I was forced to wear a bright orange jumpsuit to work.
I spent the day trying to debug a code that was clearly written by someone who hates me, but I'm sure it's just a coincidence.
As I'm writing this report, I'm surrounded by 17 tabs open on my browser, all displaying cat pictures. Don't ask me why.
On the bright side, I did manage to eat an entire pizza by myself during my lunch break. That's a productivity boost, right?
Recommendations for improvement: get a cat, buy more coffee, and please, for the love of all things good, get me a new chair.
Buy me a new chair