I feel violated. Or else, left out. I knew you liked boys, Opa. I mean, since you kiss them all the time, I should have picked up on it. You....gayfer.
I feel warm and fuzzy too! But I think it's because I actually am fuzzy. At least, my hair is. And it's pretty hot here at work. However, I also feel warm and fuzzy emotionally, mostly for the same reason as ^. Usually I say physical and emotional stability like that is overrated, but I guess in this case I'm willing to make an exception.
At work today, I decided to share OPA's interrupting cow joke. It was a hit, and I gave him full credit. Then one of my coworkers decided to tell me the interrupting starfish joke to me.
"Knock knock!" he said.
"Who's there?" I asked.
"Interrupting starfish!" he answered.
"Interrupting star - " at which point he stuck his hand on my face and I screamed.
I feel like my second job is going to kill me. But I also feel immense satisfaction that I don't feel from my regular job, because it's hard and I feel alive.