Sunday, July 12, 2009

Yeah, I love the workin' Sundays

It's not VERY often that I call (or text) Beast as I leave work and ask (demand) a drink mixed and waiting for me when I arrive home.

Today was one of those days.

I think my tolerance for Teh Stoopud was maxed out today before 1:05. We opened for bidness at 1.

The vodka-tonic Beast mixed was inside me in less that 25 minutes. That too is unusual. He makes a mean 'un.

My fingers, feet, and brain are numb. That's a Very Good Thing, especially the latter.

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