Ok… maybe not President. Still
Ok... maybe not President. Still though, there need to be some quality of life changes made around here. American life is just too fast paced. I don't think it's something you can describe to someone who has never traveled to Europe, but if you have been to Europe, you know what I mean. I have to work tomorrow... in the office. It somehow doesn't seem so bad when your sipping coffee in your pj's in your home office. The act of coming into the office and working on the weekend makes me shudder like watching the teeth-on-the-curb scene of American History X. I just did some calendar shading. It kinda freaked me out. I didn't realize I was traveling so much this month. I am gone for a week in Colorado and come back for three days for Jean-Paul's recital. I am really looking forward to his performance, but I still don't have a date. I would ask the treats-clayton-like-shit girl because she'd probably say yes, but I don't like being treated like a fashionable accessory that is only worn when it matches her mood or outfit. The morning following the recital, I'm on plane to LA for four days of California debauchery. At least that trip is not on business and I might have a little fun. How long before Chez Satan starts with the eggnog latte action?
OMG. Eggnog latte is the BEST! I forgot about that . . . I can’t wait.
I read that they were supposed to start Monday with the holiday drinks.
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