sympathy: breakfast of champions.

god, i love sympathy. i love it like i love cinnamon toast crunch. and let me tell you, i could eat fifteen bowls of cinnamon toast crunch and still not have enough.

my one and only co-worker has been in the hospital this week. and likely to be in and out of work for a while longer. leaving me all alone. suddenly, the whole firm loves me. i've got people calling me. i've got secretaries stopping by. i've got the security guards pulling me over in the mornings to offer words of encouragement.

i might be slightly offended that no one seems to think i can handle being alone in the library for this long. except for the fact that i love the sympathy. and i really can't handle being alone in the library for this long.

this is awesome. let me tell you about some family tragedies and how i've overcome some personal difficulties. and then i'll sit back and let the sympathy come rolling in. preferably with some cinnamon toast crunch.