Unicorn on the cob.

Yup. So did it. Granted it’s not the kind of picture I was looking to take, but this was after she’d been bombarded with many a loser stalker, as my friend and I waited patiently for almost the entire place to empty out, so as not to be considered one of that group. And she was very sick, and sort of in bitch mode, but the poor thing is going through a bad breakup. Lord knows I know how that feels…. :-/

I feel it’s a bit wrong that I’m hungry right now after having had the worlds largest lunch [thanks, Messy!] but what can I say, I’m sickly addicted to food. I hate it!

I’ve gotta get some 5 pound weights to bring to work. This is such a buzzkill. I feel like I should be doing something productive when it’s slow, like making my arms sexy shmexy. I’d do squats but with the giant glass window directly in front of me I’m not quite sure how good of an idea that is.

Back to boredom!

xo Jamie