IM so wasted after work! Its not work itself, its the damn bike ride home. Straight from Citrus Plaza all the way down Tenessee (however the hell you spell it) down to State street. And yes that does go over that hill that goes over the freeway.
And on a more comical note, my supervisor at work couldn't remember my name. And on top of that he kept calling me by a different dame each time. Quite funny.
And on a more comical note, my supervisor at work couldn't remember my name. And on top of that he kept calling me by a different dame each time. Quite funny.