Waking up today was like waking up in the temperatures we had in Arizona, except the temperatures we had in Arizona were living inside me. At least Nicole left me with a little green shot glass which I definitely took full advantage of.
Today is Nicole and my three year anniversary. We unintentionally did a lot of three-related things. We went to Three Birds, I drank Tres Generaciones Anejo, and Nicole had this. We both had the three fancy cheeses plate, and I had a three Tylenol nighcap since my body decided to give me the three symptoms of fever, muscle aches, and a sore throat as anniversary gifts. I don't remember the last time I was this sick, but it sucks.
Inspired by Nicole's pink-little-kid-bike-purchase from this past weekend, I got a new old BMX bike tonight from Craigslist. The thing with things from Craigslist is that you never know where they've been. Apparently mine was involved in the illicit sex trade...twice.
My office goes to this one Mexican restaurant probably way too often for lunch. This guy lives there next to the register. Today, I wanted a toothpick but well...it's a good thing they keep a normal despenser on the side because I couldn't bring myself to take one from him.
After some internet research, we figured out that the neighbor mushroom is an Amanita muscaria or "fly agaric" toadstool. It's both very poisonous and psychoactive. It has opend up a lot since last night, but it should get even bigger...as long as no one kicks it over.
I went to the mall this morning before the stores opened to take some pictures for work. The mall before Ten o'clock is pretty much a hip and trendy gym for Senior Citizens.
To the handfull of you that have read this blog more than once, I'm sorry I keep posting gross out/twelve-year-old boy pictures. I'm not sure if there's just been more things of that sort around me recently, or if I've just been oddly attracted to such things. Regardless, that's what I've been seeing/documenting, so sorry if you're in the habit of looking at this blog on your lunch break. Here's something pretty to make up for it.
Mandatory office cleaning has just uncovered a little rearview mirror which was stashed away in a file holder. I quickly claimed it as my own and installed it between my monitors. Just try and sneak up on me now, coworkers! Now all I need now is a tiny pair of fuzzy dice.
We also found a huge mysterious paw print and weird claw marks in the clay. The print would have to be a really really really big dog with the worst kept toenails ever, or a bob cat or a dragon or something. We really have no idea what it was.