I can see looking at a tissue and calling it a Kleenex. But if you're looking at a box that says Angel...well, I'm gonna refer to it by that name. I mean, it's not like they could tell I was drinking a smoothie without reading the word Robek.
Also, why did two people have to talk to me about my lunch? That's wrong right there.
I got a surprise today at the gym when I looked down into the weight room and saw my friend J. Then I had the exceptionally shallow thought/realisation that I knew the best looking guy in the place. So I about cracked up when he came up to the cardio loft to chat. Go team former models!
Does he fight crime?
HOW DID YOU KNOW? Okay, he merely does krav, but it's almost the same thing.
Also, why did two people have to talk to me about my lunch? That's wrong right there.
Wrod. I greatly resent incidental people paying enough attention to me to comment on what I'm doing.
Yay! It's quitting time, and I'm not dead! As long as I don't freeze to death on the way home, hello weekend.
Over three more hours left for me.
I wonder if anyone would notice if I left now.
Timelies all!
Sorry about your car, Matt.
This weekend is full of folky goodness. Tonight is the monthly open sing(Topic: Demons and/or desires. Heheheheh) Tomorrow is the FSGW minifest.
Sunday I'll be food shopping and watching the Superbowl alone.(G leaves for a business trip that afternoon. He's going to be in Orlando, lucky dog)
Dana speaks for me.
And
you both live in Texas.
::looks at them suspiciously and then realizes that this amounts to nothing::
And
we're both from Louisiana!
