Yo! It's Thursday.
Just in case you weren't sure. Because I thought today was Friday and that I would be doing my laundry tonight. Alas, no. I have to find another outfit for tomorrow. One that I can layer to account for the freezing office and the steaming outdoors. It's hard to pick out those outfits. Hard I tell you!
I stayed out way too late last night. We had kickball and I headed to the bar afterward and before I knew it the clock was chiming midnight (or I looked at my watch - whatever) and I had to get home. It sucks and is nice to have kickball at 9pm every Wednesday. Sucks because then I stay out far too late, is nice because it's so freaking hot that I'm certain I would die if we played earlier.
But today a client is buying us pizza for lunch and I have book club this evening. We're doing a french theme to celebrate Bastille Day (Postcards. 10 francs. la la la. - Janine and Beth are probably the only people who will recognize the inside joke. But let me tell you INTERNET, if you only knew you would totally be laughing your asses off right now or at least smiling wryly). Anyway, we're having crepes and wine and cheese and fruit and talking about Little Women by Louisa May Alcott. Which reminds me that the new Harry Potter Book goes on sale Saturday. I'm not buying it right away. I'm totally waiting until probably that afternoon. But that's about as long as I can wait. I know I said I would buy nothing for myself until the birthday passes, but Harry Potter is exempt. I'm so excited. And I just can't hide it. I'm about to lose control and I think I like it. Yeah. Yeah. I'm re-reading the last book now and would like to think that I would finish it before starting the new one but who am I kidding.
I have a feeling the weekend is going to kick ass. Seriously.
I stayed out way too late last night. We had kickball and I headed to the bar afterward and before I knew it the clock was chiming midnight (or I looked at my watch - whatever) and I had to get home. It sucks and is nice to have kickball at 9pm every Wednesday. Sucks because then I stay out far too late, is nice because it's so freaking hot that I'm certain I would die if we played earlier.
But today a client is buying us pizza for lunch and I have book club this evening. We're doing a french theme to celebrate Bastille Day (Postcards. 10 francs. la la la. - Janine and Beth are probably the only people who will recognize the inside joke. But let me tell you INTERNET, if you only knew you would totally be laughing your asses off right now or at least smiling wryly). Anyway, we're having crepes and wine and cheese and fruit and talking about Little Women by Louisa May Alcott. Which reminds me that the new Harry Potter Book goes on sale Saturday. I'm not buying it right away. I'm totally waiting until probably that afternoon. But that's about as long as I can wait. I know I said I would buy nothing for myself until the birthday passes, but Harry Potter is exempt. I'm so excited. And I just can't hide it. I'm about to lose control and I think I like it. Yeah. Yeah. I'm re-reading the last book now and would like to think that I would finish it before starting the new one but who am I kidding.
I have a feeling the weekend is going to kick ass. Seriously.
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