Friday. Ho-hum. Such a boring day
 

Unless you're totally free of children and social engagements - which I am.

So. I'll be doing my yoga, catching up on my Aprndici Italianci course (which is the way our teacher swears it's spelt. He's from Serbia) and basically checking out the fridge and porn web sites.

And not getting fucking Mickey Mouse tatooed on my arm. Sebastian.

How's it looking with you far away friends?

I just came from work. Nothing beats working with slight hangover.

It's currently 77 degrees and I'm just leaving work to pick up a bottle of Middleton whiskey. Going to meet up with potential new girlfriend and a few of her friends. This night has potential . . . :)

of course when I drink whiskey, I have a tendency of ending up with my foot in my mouth. Must . . . pace . . . self . . .

Oh I hate being hungover at work. Being a teacher I've got a room-full of people looking at me, so I have to be on full alert in order to maintain my superiority. OK, it's not that difficult in Finland..

Doc! You're going on a date with a gutful of Middleton's? RESPECT DUDE! Just be careful not to take a loaded gun in your pickup. 77 degrees? You lucky lucky man. It's freezing here.

Have to prepare for a presentation, look after a new baby which never sleeps, and have to moderate a panel, make a poster, and do my regular classes. It's fucking hell for me at the moment!!!!

New baby, Stevo?

Whiskey, guns and girls --> a very dangerous combination!

Where'd you bury that bitch doc?

texas is a very big state