Skipper

Today I left work early, around 1:15 simply because I could not stand to face my boss. Someone must not have reminded him recently that he's running a record label, because it seems he's forgotten. His actions are becoming so frustrating to the point I just can't take it anymore. I was going to leave, go see a movie and come back. That plan was set aside when I was invited to Williamsburg to cuddle in bed, relax and watch a movie. How could I turn that down? The trip to Williamsburg was made, Thai food eaten, the 40 Year Old Virgin peeped, and some other stuff too graphic for the young eyes of this blog. Instead of returning to work, I came home, made myself tacos and watched The Constant Gardner. Excellent movie, I highly recommend it.

You know how when you're pregnant, you're really not supposed to tell anyone for a while, as early in pregnancy, there's always a chance something could go wrong and poof, you're not pregnant anymore? Nothing worse than telling everyone that you are, then having to tell them all again that you're not. It's sort of the same thing with relationships, I guess. No point in telling the good news too early, in fear that something could go wrong early on, and poof, no relationship. Well, enough time has elapsed, so all my friends from afar, I give you Dani. She is the sweetest ever, and watching her play guitar makes my heart melt. Hopefully one day you will all meet her and find yourselves as smitten as I am.