I have been at Hallmark for a year now.
Yay for me.
My wisdom teeth are being extracted next week.
I will be officially dumb on Wednesday.
I am meeting up with my Fairy Godmother on Saturday.
Haven't seen her since we went to the Boys in February.
On Saturday we're going to the second public perf of the workshop thingie for Emma. Should be interesting. As long as Uncle Morty isn't there, I'll be happy.
Do I look my age?
Maybe my eyesight is going or something, but I'm having problems discerning a person's age lately.
Garrison is in Yountville tonight.
I love me some Garrison.
He's old enough to be my grandfather.
That's depressing.
There's a card at work that says
"I wish we had back-up singers...other than that, everything is pretty good."
That's how I feel.
Signing off.
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