Tuesday, July 24, 2013
At the office, my officemate and I got lots of important work done. For one, we chose a few names for the Royal Baby. Our top contenders are Prince Ogshort Boner Lewis of Cambridge, Prince Comes More of Cambridge, or Prince Robert Rubbish of Cambridge. But knowing the Royals (as I do, intimately) they’ll probably go with something like Edward and be done with it. Boring!
Visiting my friends at Create DM for a little bit of inspiration. Our inspiration activity was figuring out what the hell “twerking” is (still a little confused, to be honest) and a crash-course in what Storm Troopers are. Don’t even get me started…
And Le Chat was there, too. I swear to you, the minute I point a lens of Le Chat (who is now on TWITTER!) she yawns. I could fill an entire wall with pictures of her just like this, yawning with her tongue curled and her cat breath coming out in a stinky stream. Glamorous.
I walked to The Trading Post– where they know me and don’t ID me– to purchase a bottle or red (did you know that they sell take-away bottles of wine? Because they do. And it’s awesome.) Whilst there, I accidentally ran into some friends/colleagues and arranged two business meetings for the following day. All in all, a productive trip to the pub.
Then I went home and read a blog post that annoyed me. So naturally I read all the comments to the blog post and got even more annoyed. And then decided to go to bed, as I had a very early meeting this morning. La-di-da.
Thanks for reading!