T.G.I.F.F

is it my imagination, or has this been an incredibly long week? maybe it's because i've been training TNG all week. he moves so fucking slowly that (inside) i'm screaming C'MON ALREADY ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS TYPE IN TODAY'S DATE! IT SHOULDN'T TAKE LONGER THAN 3 SECONDS!!! he's driving me bat shit. i think it's because he's so nice. he seems like he's trying very hard to remember all the information that i'm throwing at him (there is alot, i'll readily admit it). it justs makes my ass twitch that he's taking such lousy notes and then not referring to them when he has to do something. i'm gonna see if i can get out of here early, maybe four.

Tonight is Poker Night. i'm actually kinda looking foward to it, despite my previous post on the subject. it should be fun. . Oh and we decided to bring a bottle of wine; the hostess said to bring whatever we like to drink. make that a BIG bottle of wine, maybe we can get the neighbors drunk

In other news...i just heard from the guy behind me that Sunday is National Pickle day. i think i'm gonna celebrate the whole weekend by getting the old Pickle Tickle from my hot hunka man. i hope he's ready.

"I remember the Battle of the Network Stars. We'd get together with others on network shows and have a weekend of fun, frolic and sportsmanship"~ Erik Estrada