The day has finally come. The two-fold Friday, possibly the best one of the year. Not only is this work week from hell over and done with after today, I'm also flying back home for the first time in a fuckin year.
(dancing in my cubicle)
That calls for one thing - The Flaming Lips. Well, it calls for two things. The Flaming Lips and substances. Is that two things?
Anyway, everyone at this office was so radical they had to dip out on work two days early. In other words, I'm pretty jealous and would have done the same thing if I had the vaca days.
(I just spent 15 minutes of my morning on a call with NY and Dallas trying to decide if we could meet on a call in an hour.)
Enjoy some lips and drink a beer for me, your local faceless interweb postwriter. Drink more than a beer, drink several beers for me.
Rock and Roll.
My Trusted MOGs
it's all about equal parts bailey's, jameson, and milk shaken in a martini glass with whipped cream this time of year