June 13th, 2008


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I'm addicted to half.com, yo.

I love fajitas, and though meat truly disgusts me, I keep eating it for some reason.

I fixed aisle nine today (the dated goods) and it looks purdy.

I may have a giant freight shipment to put out tomorrow (600 cases of product) but they may not show up, so who knows?

It's crazy o'clock, as evidenced by Bacci running as fast as feline-ly possible from one end of the house to the other and up the stairs and back.

I talked to my best friend from high school, she got married and is having her reception tomorrow. Though I cannot attend, we speak of doing lunch - we live with only 45 minutes of driving between us, but we haven't seen each other since 1994.

This America's Funniest Home Videos montage always brings me happy: