Friday, February 27, 2009

Pressure valve

It's one of those Fridays.

You know, the ones that mark the end of one of those weeks.

My boss and I were making inane chatter at the end of the work day...laughing where we could just so we wouldn't cry. It was that bad.

I told her that I had somehow written a pretty darn perky editor's note for an upcoming issue.

She said she didn't know I was a fiction writer.

giggle giggle

For the record, it's not my fault that the liquor store is right on my way home.

And I can't be held responsible for the fact that The BMan and his tribe are coming over tonight for wine, Wii and maybe even some food.

Timing? Is everything.

3 comments:

Debbie said...

Now you know wine is a health food!

Csquaredplus3 said...

Sounds like you were able to cap off a rough week with a pleasant Friday night.

I saw a woman riding her bike up the Suncrest hill last week, and she looked like you. Any chance?

Cath said...

I'll drink to that! Here's to this week already being better! One can hope!