Ah, I love it when clients make sense.
Oooh, the new cabinets will be here in about an hour!
“Widmore? Charles Widmore?” — best part of last night’s Lost.
Hanging drywall is really loud.
So my car barely made it out of the driveway. Good thing Callie’s truck was available to get us home.
Barely made it up the hill to Amy’s dad’s house. The drive home (down the hill) should be even better.
My motivation is all gone. Video game time perhaps?
Dropbox > iDisk
This is Sprinkles. She was my best friend. I asked Dwight Shrute to feed her and she is now deceased.
My desk is covered in dust from the renovations. Annoying.