...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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