This is from Sister K. She was going to say, "Let's go get drunk" but instead we're going to buy some add machines. We can't count, okay? I spent fifteen minutes answering comments and she's like, "c'mon, you said we'd go an hour ago."
Aaaand I just punched my knee in hopes of making it functional again and we just laughed ourselves silly. Tears of laughter.
Hanging with Sister K.
I am finising the post now while staring at her in her face.
We are lame. But you know what, I got today off. So I cleaned. And now, I'm going to make dinner and she's going to make eclairs.
God, we're really lame.