I would never publicly state that I hate the orange cat that lives next door yet constantly enters my house. Hair balls and items pushed out of place, plus waking from a nap to see the little fucker staring at me (scaring the shit out of both of us). I'm not saying I hate it, but if anyone needs to dispose of antifreeze I've placed a large bowl near the front of my condo.
Quote of the day: "I'm not used to seeing a Gallucci walk through that door before 10am" - My Dad's receptionist regarding my 8am service call. I've actually done more before 11am than I usually do all day.
I'm probably going to the zoo with my friend and his son today. All I have to do is get a Michigan office set up on email and I'm free for the day. Sweet.
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