"Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride!"

Nobody's gonna slow me down.
Oh no! I got to keep on moving.
Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride,
I'm running and I won't touch ground.
Oh no! I got to keep on moving.

This is my theme song for the weekend. I've had a rough week, but you know what? I'm not gonna let it slow me down.

What THEY are trying to do to break my stride:

Today, I found out that people just getting hired at my place of employment are going to have a starting salary higher than the salary I've made after my review increase. Nice. It's a good thing I'm not damn near broke or then I'd be really upset.

I got the deepest papercut in the history of papercuts (right under my middle finger nail) because I was trying to dust off my desk. Can I peel an orange for anyone?

I've been coughing for about two weeks now, finally went to the doctor, got a prescription for a cough suppressant that still isn't working, and now I have a sinus headache. That's okay though, 'cause I'm planning on drinking away the pain once Donna gets here. Cough syrup and vodka diet cokes have the same ingredients anyway, right?

So there! I'm stickin' it to "the man." Nothing out there is going to stop me from fully enjoying this three-day weekend and the start of what I so fondly refer to as "The Ultimate Road Trip." But just in case, tonight has become "staying-in-to-keep-my-sanity night."