It's raining again. I get to go home in 30 minutes and all I can think about is a hot shower and my bed. And maybe a movie. Maybe. If I can manage to stay awake that long. Is it bad that the thought of dinner hasn't really crossed my mind?
Holy goodness it just hit me that I have liquor in my fridge... TOTALLY having a good stiff drink this evening. Thank goodness for whiskey. Like, for shiz.... It is going to save my life tonight. Good sleep, here I come!!
So, I made a discovery. Lions really just want shoes...
Well.... I'm going home.
To the whiskey.... AWAYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!
Scooter Out.
