Not even a little bit. When you don't have to get into the shower until noon, or leave for work until 2pm, waking up at 6:40 is like having somebody pee in your ear:
It's not something you enjoy.
Only 6 days until the blue moon, and let me tell you, people are just as strange/stupid as ever.
Again, it's more a type of call than any particular call of the day. Let me say it again for the cheap seats. When you say I just have a couple quick questions, and I reply well, I'm the service and I don't really know anything about the company, please don't take that as an invitation to go ahead and ask.
I REALLY don't know.
In other news, I think I've decided to get my kid commeration tat next. It's one I've had in my mind for years now, and I think I'm going to go for it. It's an ankh which for those of you that may not know looks like this:
The cool part is that the loop on top will contain my daughters name, the stem my son's, and the crossbar will be their birthdates. I stopped by Distinct Ink yesterday to talk to Mark, and in true it-only-happens-to-me fashion, he's off on Tuesdays. Well, I'm going back today, so all will be well.
I have no idea how much it's going to cost, or how the hell I'm going to get the money, but it has to be done.
El poquito grande,
T.
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