It’s snowing like a motherfucker outside. Am leaving early. Yessssss. Am leaving early to go home and have a BIG DRINK.
Maybe I will force Matt into making a fire, too. This could be problematic, as we have a lot of
junk mail kindling but not so much actual wood.
(What? You don’t burn your junk mail? Totally better than shredding, I swear. Let them Identity Theft fuckers try to piece those ashes together. Also – no envelope opening required. Bonus.)
God. I really need that drink. Screw you, work week!