Meowing from work. All sorts of overit, really, I feel like such a trainwreck when I go into these comas, it's not cool, not cool at all. My place is a DUMP. Madeline was driving me batshit bonkers. Dan called me 10 million times with some really Borderline shit. And OMG! That neighbor knocked AGAIN today. I heard the knocking, and pretended I didn't hear the knocking, and then for a good minute, kept knocking. Peephole, NEIGHBOR, "Hey-- sorry- I really don't like knocking, I'm just weird like that--" "Oh, yeah, I just have a Valentine's Day present..." ???!?!?! "...Just in case you were busy that day or something..."
Two little boxes from Macy's. I have not opened them yet. Swear to God though. Okay. Back to work.