Furnace is making warm bubbly sounds in the corner of my bedroom, Joni Mitchell on CD, and am happily winding down a rather uneventful day. Friends have taken Roommate out to the ever-so-classy Hooters to celebrate his birthday, so have spent the evening quiety reading, keeping a distracted eye on the Sox game and ignoring the muffled cries of the Breyer's Cookies and Cream from the freezer. Eat me. Eat me.
No way, Jose!
Perhaps was a result of today's choice of booty pants, but was a tad on the fiery side at work today. Sure did make the day go by faster.
Oh, and for the record, the IRB did NOT call me by his girlfriend's name today.
But boy, wouldn't it be funny if he did and yours spent all afternoon teasing him mercilously for it? Yeah, it sure was funny. Err, rather, it sure would be.
We shall never speak of this again.
Posted by This Fish at October 6, 2003 11:08 PMIs IRB running for California governor, too? Seems like it would be a long commute to get there, but oh well.
Posted by: Texas T-bone at October 7, 2003 11:29 AMIs that a current girlfriend or an ex-girlfriend. It can be an honest mistake... I call someone named Maria, Linda all the time. But I guess that's not the same thing, or is it?
Posted by: Katherine at October 7, 2003 11:19 PM