There have been discussions regarding getting an office cat.
People are already talking about Mardi Gras and going to the big celebration down in Soulard. Ugh. I can’t think of much I’d rather do less.
Same goes for St. Patrick’s Day celebrations. Keep your drunken foolery and cheap, nasty beer to yourself, please.
I’m a major hater today. I even canceled plans with my bestie. I’m grumpy. I don’t really know why. I’m just exhausted, burnt out, overwhelmed, and headachey…so you know, the usual.
All I want to do is chill on the couch with my kiddo. After he goes to bed tonight, I’m going to finally start Making a Murderer. Alex, Laura, and Danielle are all dying to talk about it. (see what I did there?)
I kind of hate January. It’s so fucking blah. A total meh month.
Last night we ran into a blast from the swinger past while out at a local wine bar. So that was interesting.
That reminds me that I want to buy a bottle of Chambourcin wine for tonight.
Oh yeah…totes bailed on that no drinking for the week thing. What a silly idea!
I had a much needed and incredible orgasm last night. Now I need a full body massage. Tmi Friday, baby.
