I feel completely unprepared for this trip. I have little over 48 hours to get it all figured out.
And here I sit, in bed with my computer.
HEY, I’ve been doing laundry all day. I’m not completely unproductive here.
Yesterday morning I was sitting at my desk when Bob walked into the loft for his morning pre-work intarwebz perusal. He sat down in his chair, logged into his computer, and leaned over, peering at my computer screen, looking mildly perplexed.
I was watching a video on Youtube, listening with headphones, as I do. He looked at me, looked at my computer, and shook his head.
“I don’t get it. That’s not Andy Grammer. This does not compute.”
I’m sorry, sweetheart.
I didn’t mean to confuse you.
Here.
Have an Andy Grammer video.
What?
Oh shut-up you are not the least bit surprised by that cheap move.
I could make a comment about those big green glowsticks, but it’s completely inappropriate so I’ll keep it to myself.
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