Feb 20
I hate winter’s dryness and staticity. It is so dry in the air. I reached down where the metal desk reaches the carpet in order to pick up a piece of paper that fell. I watched an electrical current form from my finger to my desk. Yes, a spark from my finger to the metal. Good times.
On a totally separate and unrelated note, I had a deep thought while at work. While eating Kix (I must always snack), I ate the splendid cereal treat one piece at a time. Look out, deep thought ahead:
Is a singular piece of Kix a Kick?
Definitely, a subject worth pondering, while at work, answering phone support questions. I should never quit that job. Its effects are too amusing.
