So I get up today, and I'm a year older... I'm a bit bummed every time the world's processor calls AGE = AGE + 1.
The calls come in, a lot of people cracking jokes and offers for beer and supper. One of the guys from Ross Video calls (one of the switcher techs) and says he's in from Toronto and suggests we go out, not business related, but just as friends. Makes me feel a bit better about things.
One call from a very close friend to tell me Happy Birthday, and by the way, she has cancer of the girl bits. Bummer.
Then my Fat Wreck package comes in the mail. Someone's opened my Lagwagon CD... grr, I don't even get a shrink-wrapped CD?
... find out it's open because Joey and the boys signed it.
Bren R.
