Sitting at my pre-fab, office-furnishing-gone-awry,
Sitting at my pre-fab, office-furnishing-gone-awry, sectional-in-attempted-functionality, neutral colored desk... jazz playing on my PC just loud enough to irritate coworkers over the three-quarter height cube walls... just cold enough to fall into the uncomfortable category with no way to control the inappropriately defined zoned climate system... breathing air thick with disgust and the smell of low moral... people watching carpet patterns as they walk with hands that, if not full of ridiculous and rainforest depreciating reports to counterproductive management, would be filled with long wooden spoons to stir the cyanide Kool-Aid with which they could put an end to pain... yes, it is Monday.
So, EL and I went to the Pirates movie yesterday. It wasn't bad. My favorite part was where EL kung-fu'd a couple of inconsiderate fucks behind us that kept talking through the film. Now that was entertainment. I long drive to League City after the film and dinner with Mike and his sister directly followed. Mike is selling his house in the middle of a unexpected divorce and we are helping him get rid of some furnishings... more specifically, his dining room set. I just need to figure out how to safely move it the 834 miles from his south side home to my north side home. It's like solving a Rubik's Cube.
The wedding draws near and the pressure is on. I keep feeling like we are going to forget something. I hate how expensive weddings are... even cheap weddings. Ugh. This is really a pain in the arse. I am so thankful that EL is on top of it all because I would not be able to put it all together alone. She's a supastar!
pee ess... Michael's back. Go say hi.
So, EL and I went to the Pirates movie yesterday. It wasn't bad. My favorite part was where EL kung-fu'd a couple of inconsiderate fucks behind us that kept talking through the film. Now that was entertainment. I long drive to League City after the film and dinner with Mike and his sister directly followed. Mike is selling his house in the middle of a unexpected divorce and we are helping him get rid of some furnishings... more specifically, his dining room set. I just need to figure out how to safely move it the 834 miles from his south side home to my north side home. It's like solving a Rubik's Cube.
The wedding draws near and the pressure is on. I keep feeling like we are going to forget something. I hate how expensive weddings are... even cheap weddings. Ugh. This is really a pain in the arse. I am so thankful that EL is on top of it all because I would not be able to put it all together alone. She's a supastar!
pee ess... Michael's back. Go say hi.
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