i had dinner with nigel, snackmaster bob and the kiddos tonight. i've said it before and i'll say it again, eating with children is the best form of birth control on the planet. i think all single and/or stupid people should be required by law to do it at least once a week. it would cut down on a lot of single parents and unhappy families. and the pope approves of it, so you know it's got to be good.
worked at job #only today. technically, it's not really #only, if you count the whippy dip. but sometimes working at the whippy dip is so much fun it doesn't feel like work.
NOT. (this suit is not black. this suit is black not. this suit is black. ............................................................................................................................... NOT.)
again, i talked to my new friend from vt. talking with this guy is like a short lesson in random topics that really aren't worthy of discussing but for some reason are particularly fascinating when coming from him. is it his delivery? the dead pan sarcasm for which i have such a soft spot? i'm not sure. but the conversation is good. so today's lessons centered around the corporate sanctioning of foursomes at the sugarbush, the über-cool umlaut and comedian dave atell - he's in fact not dead, as well as various get up one could wear while serving ice cream. thank god we're not talking on the phone; i'd have to take my own damn phone away for going over my minutes.
i ordered the coolest pair of shoes ever today. photos to come when they get here.
i think that's all. i'm going to go watch me some sportscenter now. i'm kind of tired.
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