Wednesday, January 19, 2011

That Familiar Feeling...

...from three years ago:  I'm an inspector again.

Could be worse, much worse.  I just hope I don't get restless sooner than later.

Oh, and my "party planning" was predictably gay and ghetto, but I suppose people liked it.  And I had to do it on such short notice.  The only thing missing was a clown to make balloon animals

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Just ate pizza and wings.  I think Arjay is right:  if I ever look back on this blog, I'll see exactly how horrendous my diet has been.

But I can't stop, because I love eating...

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