the fridayfive gal must work with taxes.. she won’t be back til next friday. i realized, while driving into work this morning, that i’ve had my labret pierced for 10 years now. that made me feel old. not old enough to take it out, though.
kurt has off again tomorrow so i think we’re going to try to go to the safe house in milwaukee for some eats. it’s this weird place where you have to know the password to get in and if you don’t, they make you do something funny. workmate says it’s like maxwell smart spy-like inside. kurt claims to know the secret password; i hope he’s right.
