Hmm, ’tis a Thursday. For all of you who are gravely concerned about my health (and sanity) by fault of the last post, I am much better now. It’s a weird, weird week when I fight a cold and actually end up winning. Much thanks to the Nyquil company and Vick’s nose spray.
I’m really straining to think of something to talk about, but my week has been quite mundane. I’ve either worked, slept, peed, pooped, blew my nose with little sucess, called on Renton, played with Renton, warned Renton, punished Renton, put Renton to bed, woke Renton up, read a book, or scratched my ass. As you can see, there’s not much to talk about.
I hope to have some good stories after my trip to Auburn.
Here’s hoping for some excitement.