So general apology going out to anyone who might have fallen victim to my sleep comments. Who knows what my mind is up to when I am not consciously in charge of it’s doings.
Paul seems to have had a really nice birthday. I think at the end of the day he was overwhelmed, grateful, crashing from too much sugar, and really really tired all at the same time. I sent him to bed when these things got too apparent.
Tim Tim Timmy, good man good man overall. Drive me crazy in many different ways, but i love him. Yep. Sure do.
My office is hot and sticky like a unwashed hooker square-dancing in a vinyl suit in Amarillo Texas. I want to go home, and I resent that certain people can do whatever they want having not put in their time. I would like to thank Vince Ciolino for his year plus of loyal service in the secretary pool. Good luck to you sir.
Additionally I would like to thank everyone who came on Sunday to celebrate Paul’s birthday. I had fun, a bit too warm, but a fun time. I made way too much food, which is fine because now I am broke.
Adios folks 29 minutes until I can go home for the day.