101 Hours Until It's The Weekend Again

Awesome weekend, had a lot of fun at Jesse's party (see Jesse, a shout out. Now you have filled your egomaniacal need to search blogs for your name...and you are free to go cry in the corner.) Unfortunately some of my co-workers were there and I totally dropped the f-bomb. I know everyone was wasted, but there's the fear that someone will say something to someone. *sigh* I don't even know why I'm still in fear of the mann...

Sunday was cool, I woke up early with a disgustingly high amount of energy. I called Court and she took TJ and me to Stinson Beach, which rocked. It was TJ's first time at the beach and she didn't like it as much as I thought she would. Sometimes I forgot that she's a tiny, pussy, prissy dog who doesn't play. So, she passed out on the sand while Court and I smoked and caught up. We stopped for burgers on the way back to town and it was late by the time I got home so I just gave TJ and myself baths (separately, I assure you) and passed out for the night.