this was such a monday. presaged by insomnia redux 3000, work was good but led to a brutally wifi-less 3-hour sales class. which is always about 1/3 uniform commercial code, 2/3 random meandering anecdotes and old lady mock-rants. seriously, it's like being held captive by your grandparents and their vacation slides. for 3 hours, twice a week. anyway. it looks like no one else can go to the yacht rock extravaganza tonight (something about "work" and "sleep"), but if everyone else wants to act like bank tellers,* that's fine. after hearing/hearing about TOTO not once, but twice today (jewel osco and the unfortunately yacht rock-unschooled nick2, respectively), i know where i have to be.
* (just kidding! i love you and am just making excuses for my own inability to make responsible choices. sort of.)
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