I am currently in hiding. I'm supposed to be running errands. It was my excuse not to drink at my friend's promotion party this morning. Also a good excuse to get this break from mingling since I need to go back for a 2nd kegs-worth of party. They all but pushed me out the door to run said errands because they want me back there drinking with them. This weekend I have heard about manscaping, weighed in on the question of whether men should shave their chest hair, (No!), and seen the guys compete in the trickiest types of pull-ups they can do. Last night it was a hypothetical competition between 2 guys both claiming their sperm was more powerful and more likely to impregnate someone. I'm mostly an observer here, but it's a good show.
The first typhoon of the season is supposed to hit tomorrow. This meant staying at work Friday until 1:45 a.m. Saturday. Then two hours yesterday meeting with police about a theft we had, plus attending the Army ball. I'm really hoping this storm comes through for us. I need the company of books and a little time away from work to literally and figuratively let my hair down. Please bring the rain.
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They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. That may be the case for you, but also what isn't killing you is making you even smarter and funnier than you were before. (And that's saying something.)
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