Yeah, so, on the way to work today on the DART rail, I was stuck in a tunnel for like, FORTYFIVEMINUTES next to a woman who was about to WIGOUT and probably throw a fit whilst doing the carpet-copter (you know, the thing that Homer does when he flips out).
I ended up being like ANHOURANDAHALF late to work because of it. I walked HALFAMILE in heels just to get to work. Am I frustrated? Yes. The people who got to work on time were the ones that didn't use public transportation. Is that a crock? YOU KNOW IT!
Last night was great. Caffery. You are the woman. I can't wait 'til she comes down the mountain to spend a weekender with me at my new pad. SPECTACULAR!
TOP FIVE FAVORITE THINGS:
Fatty Tuna Rolls
My New Job
Watching Jack play Julie