bakedgoods

I like grilled cheese. And naps. I think I'm going to go have both. But not just yet. First I am going to bask in the glory that is being done with work on Monday, the crappiest day of the week. Or maybe it's my job that's just unbelievably shitty.
So I got one of those lawyer notices today that tells me they're gonna, like, kick my dog if I don't pay them 300 dollars. Funny thing is... I don't know what this 300 dollars is for. Apparently from the hospital last year. Except I wasn't in the hospital last year. Jerks. As they say in Monty Python, "I fart in your [well, in this case their] general direction."
Excellent. That makes everything much better.