Sorry, not going to refer to the day as African American Friday.
My drive home was particularly frightening because I kept getting dizzy spells and blurry vision. Piece of shit job requires everyone to come in on the day after Thanksgiving and getting up at 5 a.m. so I can drive from Parker to Colorado Springs is not an option.
In fact it's a long held veiled threat that if anyone, anyone misses work on Black Friday they can count on missing work thereafter. Even sadder, Thanksgiving evening I realized that there's really only one thing that would be a reason to quit my job. Not being able to take time during the proper holiday season for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Considering all the nepotism in that office, they should understand the importance of family.
Right now I wish I was drunk so there'd be more vitriol. I wonder if there was ever a radio jingle for vitriol. Makes your hair clean without the greasy kid stuff! Be a lady killer with vitriol! From the same fine people who brought you Ovaltine-flavored Brylcream.
Her youngest brother and I ended up getting her the same birthday card! What a coincidence. The card in question has a cartoon cat saying something about the toy present has been extensively tested and proven to give hours of entertainment. Open the card and there's a piece of purple yarn taped in it and a note saying the product testing has only been done with cats.
My father emailed me this evening saying that he would assist me when Brian and Deanna tie the knot. Funny thing, the last line of the email was added by my youngest cousin on my mother's side. She was born on Leap Day in 1988. Thing is that I haven't said one word to her since she was born. It's all weird and hard to explain.
Also raddidge is fucking great at Italian rice. Bless her heart.
