And another fine corporate casual Friday stumbles along. I am no where near as busy as Jim today. I don't think I have ever been as busy as Jim is today.
I have to finish painting the kitchen in the scuzzy house I started yesterday. Filthy friggin' shit hole. You know how you feel after you drunkenly screw some skank? After you pop your load, reality sets in and you're thinking that you have probably contracted VD just for a quick lay. That's I how I feel while working in that little house. Ewww. I also found myself thinking that it's haunted a few times yesterday while working upstairs. Not good at all. Gonorrhea and ghosts - oh my!