Is that you don’t know that they are coming.
Work has been a completely stressful bitch for me lately. Because of this I never followed up to ensure that we were playing trivia last night even though it was discussed a few days earlier. Because of this, as well as Atlanta’s incredibly shitty traffic, I did not make it to trivia last night.
And then I found out that ITP-Reader Stacy and Aron had not only arranged to provide a special dessert for the evening, but Aron had gone through the trouble of printing out all of the Facebook birthday messages that people left for me.
How fucking cool is that.
And I missed it.
Tonight Is Laundry Night
’cause my clothes have not figured out how to wash themselves.
Another Weekend Of Work Ahead
I need a change.
I will try to get a 25-30 mile ride in each day before slagging my way into the office, however.