I woke up to my neighbor's house fire alarm going off. But no fire. I was still very tired from waking up at 3am, after sleeping 2 hours. I didn't get anything done around the house. My co-worker is crying about his ex, and how she wants to "borrow" the car the weekend so she can go have fun with friends in Portland, while he rides his bicycle to work and back in the rain.
Just shoot me, eh?
I have a birthday Saturday, and the only thing I have planned is to meet my mom and go eat somewhere. wheee
I must be dead already, eh?