Well, I wish this was on a Wednesday, so I could get part of the day after off. Mr. and Mrs. Borrden, they won't even let me off early tonite to attend any of the parties.
Except for the little green clover brooch I'm wearin' today, there's nothin' else in the house with a speck of green. Unless you count the green in the ice box. Shh! Not so loud - I'll be lookin' for another job and I'll surely not find one easy as this one.
I know I'll be gettin' one of my dull headaches tomorrow. Ah, it's finally time to go. I bid ya good night, and hope ya find yer leprikon, pot, gold and all. Speakin' of pots, I better get one ready for tomorrow...
