orchid1

I am a tiny bit hungover. I had a good time with my friends last night, my guy drove and so I got pretty drunk. He definitely deserves a thanks for putting up with my silly ass.
I thought I was done with all my holiday errands, but as it turns out I have to go pick up a canoe paddle for my dad because my mom has to work.
I have been watching a movie on tv about an FBI agent and a old hippy. It seems that the FBI agent came from a hippy commune and made up a middleclass upbringing and ran away to join the FBI. But I'm pretty sure the FBI would have noticed when he had no records...