So here we go again! Friday morning and I’m ready to go already! Not really because I hate work, but more because I like not being at work. I’m just realizing that I have been wasting away this summer. I haven’t been too many places with my girlfriend and the bike hasn’t gotten the miles on it I’d like. Not sure what my problem is, but feel free to send me some of your ideas for summer fun so I can stop being a loser.
Last Friday, I got an e-mail from my buddy Jessica from TransPerfect expressing the joy she gets from reading my blog—I’m blushing. But seriously, she passed me the best link ever. It’s the audio to EVERY Budweiser “real man of genius” commercial. If you’re clueless? click the link—they are priceless. If you remember my post a few weeks ago about the baby pool, Meredith had her baby (Grant Richter Feldman)! Now, the baby was born at 8:15 a.m., which no one picked, but I was 7:16 a.m. and I think I was the closest, but Kurt (you made the e-mail) took “summer hours” and then disappeared on vacation. I’ll see you on Monday buddy! I took a trip to Jon’s house. I was talked into going to the golf range with him where I simultaneous kicked his butt and lost a hundred bucks. Son of a biscuit! Just my luck.
I spent Sunday cleaning the bathroom—friggin’ disgusting. It’s the second time I’ve done it since I been in this apartment, and it has reinvigorated my desire for a maid. Someone please help me convince my lovely girlfriend? Tuesday, I picked up my new 27” flat screen for the bedroom. Now that doesn’t sound big, but in your bedroom—it’s huge. Odd, now that I have high definition I spend more time in the bedroom than my palace, the living room. FYI, there is nothing like watching the news in HD. Wednesday, the Yankees won again and A-Rod hit homerun 499!
Thursday was funny. I was on the phone with my buddy, Pam, and a bird flew into my office window. HAHA. After lunch, I redeemed myself after a crushing defeat last week. I took Jeremy down in our second homerun derby 5 to 4 in double OT. Instead of taking it like a man he decided to cry and say one of my homers was cheap. Jeremy click here. One of my funniest e-mails was from my buddy, Cleo. She wished me Happy Friday on Thursday. I love your spirit girl! Thursday ended like it started, weird. Our power went out for like the sixth time in a month. There’s an issue with the circuit. It was actually funny, because the guy who responded was pissed at the guy who came out before; calling him names, making facing and ultimately making me laugh. He said he would fix the issue today so we’ll see.
So I purchased Rachel the most expensive bottle of alcohol I have ever bought, Patron, and I’m thinking we need to have a few shots of tequila after work today. Do you have class tonight, Rach? The moral of this story? Go buy yourself some good liquor and celebrate the temporary death of the work week. It’s Friday! Whew whooo!
Before I go here are a few quick shout outs:
Kya, the mother of my soon-to-be god son, you know you’re THE BOMB and I will find your software.
Asia, the mother of my nephew, 2 month old, 14 lb Marcus, good luck getting that new job!!
Shelly, the only person I know who is always having a “good” day that is, of course, until I grill her for the truth, I hope I made you smile this week and good luck in Irvington.
A special hello to Rosa, the inventor of Happy Friday, Happy Monday (only a few more days until Friday) and oh my god, Happy Thursday (tomorrow is Friday!).
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