2003-09-25 14:44:23

Where do the days go? Time has been flying by ever since the wedding. I thought I would have all of this free time once the planning was out of the way to get stuff done, but I still can never seem to accomplish anything. I propose a shorter work week. How are you really supposed to get the daily things out of the way, when you're at work 40 hours a week?

That's it, I'm on a strike. Oh yeah, they'd can my ass so quick.

Monday night, Pat and I built some of our furniture that we got for wedding gifts. It's so fun to have tables that match, and aren't from 1972.

Tuesday night, we went to Ladies' Night at Acme. It had been months since we did that, and it was a lot of fun. You might ask yourself, "Due to the smoking ban, has Acme lost its charm?" On the contrary. It's much more enjoyable now. If only they could make their restrooms halfway decent...

Last night, we went our separate ways. I went shopping with Holly and Pat caught up on some of his freelance work. Pat and I are going to a party on Saturday that some of my old high school people will be at, and I want to look my best, so I enlisted Holly for her shopping skills. I was going to go on that Extreme Makeover show, but I applied too late. Although, they said I'm a perfect candidate. Shucks.

Oh, today is my work friend Tim's birthday. He wanted to go to this crappy diner next to our old office building in the lovely Chili, New York. Crappiest. Town. Ever. Anyhoo, he's a glutton for punishment, so that's where he wanted to go for lunch. We did some trolling around the old office building and even ventured into the basement. (That's what we used to do when we wanted to be bad-asses.) It was just about as creepy as ever. But this time, there were less empty 40 bottles and dead hobos.

I think that about brings us up to speed, more than anyone probably needs to be. I blame the coffee.

Now I'm just writing to hear myself talk - I just got an Evite from a co-worker. He's having a party, and to get in, you have to wear red, white, and blue underwear. That piques my interest...

-Fran