Every week seems to be the same. I work my butt off Monday through Wednesday and then come Thursday the events start. It seems like we hae mandatory parties to go to every week, Thursday through Sunday. I’d rather be at home watching Ratatouille, listening to my spooky radiators with my pups all up in my hair like dandruff. Anyway yesterday went well.. Jacob and I ended up coming home and watching Honey I shrunk the Kids, which is as amazing as I remembered it.
Oh and I’ve been rapping a lot and prefer to go by the name of Snowflake. Everyone seemed to adapt to it pretty quickly last night.
