booring friday

man i hate fridays. there is nothing for me to do here at work except write something on this blog and try not to get caught (which gives me a good adreneline rush). i'm sitting here wondering if anyone has bothered to show pete how to work a computer. heaven for bid if she does figure it out, and comes across some left wing website. well i'm going to grace all of you with my presence one day in the near future, just as soon as dad quites fiddle-farting around. but i'm tired of waiting on him so i may just make the trek all by myself. oh by the way doug, how was your arts and crafts day in the day room? and what happens when the guards catch you?