6:48 a.m. Today I almost brushed my teeth with triple antibiotic ointment. And I just noticed that I am still wearing my velvety red pajamas with the silver stars all over them. No wonder the lady at the gas station was looking at me funny.
I had no Subject activity yesterday. My girl was home when I made a pretext call, but she never left the house. Which is kind of a good thing since I was being bombarded with telephone calls and emails from corporate. Apparently, there is a high priority case here in Chicago that MUST be worked on June 28. My best investigator is on vacation and I *snicker* am flying into Puerto Rico that day. All my other investigators are on cases. Stinky Jimmy informed me that I am supposed to move the earth and stars in order to make this thing happen. So, I will have to pull Hummer off of two jobs in Michigan and bring him out here. I hate to do this to you, Chicago, but it can't be helped.
In other news, the CEO of the company is being so NICE to me ever since he sent me porn! For example, last week I had a case I wanted to send an investigator on in southwestern Minnesota but he rejected the travel expense. Miraculously, the request was re-evaluated and accepted yesterday. Coincidence?
I take a swig of Mylanta. Shouldn't have had that ranchero breakfast wrap.