It was one of those mornings. I woke up too soon.
About last night...I saw people I hadn't seen in a long time. We talked, drank, and drank some more. I even made some money when a former co-worker insisted we play heads up poker. $40 bones later he was done. I like getting paid to drink.
My diversity training went pretty good yesterday. Not what I had really expected. I am happy that I went. Good takeaways. I am all about enjoying the company of other people. Now I just won't smack them when they say something I disagree with. Instead I will nod a couple of times.
Then smack them.
My plan of getting work done yesterday so I can do pretty much nothing today is not working out. I have to go talk with my secretary soon for an email she sent yesterday. I need to find me a hot little number to work for me. That way I could stare at her rack and enjoy these talks.
Why aren't we in Vegas yet?
Only 7 and a half hours before I can crash. Or go to happy hour. We will see what happens. What the hell do I know? I think I am technically still drunk. I must be because I wore a sweater to work today.
Screw any typos in this post. I am too lazy to hit the spell checker. It sucks anyways. Feel free to post any and all pictures of boobs here.