Is there anything finer than having to go to work on your Sunday?
I’ve had a very interesting weekend thus far, and, as they say, the hits just keep on comin’.
Diana made me an excellent mix CD, which I shall listen to again, on my drive to work. I do surely know that any time I think of My Enormous Penis, I will think of Diana. :D I hung out with her for a good part of yesterday, eating lovely pizza and napping in the afternoon. That was a life-saver: I had only gotten about three hours of sleep from hanging out with Cheryl the night before!
Today shall be reserved for crappy work work, taking photos of girls named Lucy, and, if Cheryl is amenable, moving her mom’s gift to Tecumseh, later on. Otherwise, MORE COWBELL! I mean, more Axon work. Mmm mmm!
I need to get to work and get cracking, so I can get home early enough to clean up this totally destroyed environ in preparation of photographic fun.
My birthday party, can’t forget my birthday party! I was totally bummed that I didn’t get to say good bye to you. You left PIZZA HOUSE early…are you mad at me? :(