Omi made it back safe and sound from his journey to explore the rest of the office. He encountered water fountains, toilets, and a certain copy machine who shall remain nameless. I think Omi learned that the best place to find yourself, is in your own backyard. So he returned to the safety of my cubicle to help me once again thwart office evil and help maintain order within the business unit.
Sadly, Omi ran across a package of unmarked pills during his travels. I told him to throw them away; that they were unsafe for little ninjas. Omi didn't listen. Soon he was tripping worse than Barney on meth, and we all know how that turned out.
I spent all day yesterday watching over our little friend; making sure he didn't fall asleep in the copier, or accidentally swallow his sai. Luckily, he passed the day in a harmless psychedelic bliss which can only be described as groovy.
Afterwards, Omi learned the full negative effects of drugs, and he is wiser for it.
I wish they made mini-ninja aspirin...poor Omi.