10:51.

Friday morning.

Woke up with a United live song going in my head, somewhere along the lyrics of "I know my God can save the day".

Jumped around singing that during my QT about 10 minutes after I woke up.

Got to work earlier than usual but bosses not around to debrief story. Boo!

On glass doors of office entrance: Wanted posters stuck up accusing a colleague (who's leaving today) of being a compulsive TV geek and another of being obsessive sluttish.

I laughed.

And I need some food

*scoots off to cafeteria upstairs*