last night, the wife and i held our much-anticipated, old-fashioned pajama party. our guests' interpretation of our "pajamas required" rule led to some disappointment on my part (seriously, poshua, you must have pajamas, you dirty, nude-sleeping liar), but aside from that, good times were had by all. or, by me anyway, and that's really all that matters in the happy little universe of my selfish, selfish head. we watched movies, we giggled about boys, we ordered pizza (most of which i ate), and patsy brought a tube of cookie dough (most of which i ate). as you can imagine, i made some regrettable gustatory decisions and went to bed pretty full. tomorrow (that's today), i decided, i would eat light and try to do a little damage control.
anyway, i got to work today and it was... FREE KRISPY KREME DAY!! well, you can surely imagine how this story ends: with me sitting at my desk in a puddle of my own drool, smushy donut belly resting semi-comfortably atop my keyboard and the bottom half of my face gleaming with donut glaze. it was in midst of this that i looked at myself and realized that, i truly am living the american dream.
ok, time for lunch.
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