So my Fitz (Saint) Patrick's Day was spent at work, slavin away for the man, so's I can get a car and do so many things. Came home with the intention of drinkin a beer and heading to bed so I can do something worthwhile tomorrow before work, possibly yoga class, but my internet addiction held me, tonight, on Suicide Girls. Perhaps it's just groundwork for meeting some kickass people when I'm available to be social again, not working 50+ hours a week with no weekend nights free....
anyway, Cheers
The rain is so delicious-sounding.
anyway, Cheers
The rain is so delicious-sounding.