road kill

that’s what I feel like… nasty three day old smeared over the highway road kill! I had my second polygraph today, and it was worse than the first. They grilled me the first time, I came out thinking ‘stick a fork in me—I’m done!’ They really raked me over the coals. This time I came out thinking ‘I feel like some poor helpless Bambi that just had a very personal encounter with the grill of a Mack truck at 70 mile an hour.’ I definitely need to find something to do tonight.