In three days I cranked up a couple of hours of overtime. None of it caused by a lot of work to be done. All of it caused by our corporate inability to organize an orgy in a whorehouse.
But something must be working right, because I got a bonus check today. That was a shock, to say the least.
Got home and YASD'd a perfectly ascendable Samurai.
Wow, Calvin Klein commercials are still pretentious and stupid.
It's hard to yell at someone when your lower plate has floated completely loose.
Luckily, I growl well.
Riesling or Pinot Noir for dinner tomorrow... I just can't decide!
Foo Fighter on Top Chef tonight. This should be fun.
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Why not both?
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