I ran into a window today. Smacked my forehead HARD. Seriously, I have a bruise. I had lunch at a restaurant with my supervisor today, and we left through the revolving door. I put my sunglasses on while revolving (“while in the middle of the revolution” sounds more militant that what was happening) and tried to exit the door before I reached the opening. The glass wasn’t THAT clean. I’m just THAT stupid.
These were the greatest jeans ever. Unfortunately, this picture is eight years old, so even if I could remember the brand and style, I’m sure they don’t make them anymore. Too bad.
Here’s Mom playing Marine:
I wouldn’t say no to this view from my window.
Or this one.
Well, that’s enough. Gotta give Roxy her medicine and go to bed. Off to the busy life I lead…