PLEHHHHHHpants.

Last night was fun. Went with Terry to his company's pantsmas party. In the pants. At Blazing Saddles. Had a drink, jacked some of Terry's beers, Mike and Harley showed up, jacked some of Mike's AMF. HEH. Went across the street to The Hotel so we could share the glory with Harley. Got good 'n' obnoxious. The boys almost went up and did a rendition of Whitney Houston's "I Wanna Dance With Somebody". They probably should have.

Mike and Harley left to go grab Pepper and go to Neighbours, and I had to literally drag Terry out of the bar to go home. 'Cause I had to sleep and get up for work at 5:30am. Which I did NOT! Woke up at 6:30 again and hauled ass out the door. Did about 55 down the Camano portion of 532 (don't worry. The limit is 50. HEH.) and made it to work right as Whitney was getting out of her car. NICE.

Work was uneventful. Replenished 'til open, ran fitting rooms for about two hours (UGH.), recovered my shoes and denim, then got to go home at noon. YAY. I got sick again out of nowhere and felt like ass, and Whitney could totally tell. Plus a bunch of people came in at 11 anyway.

Gonna plehhhhh around here for a little longer and head back to the island. I was hoping my new cell battery would be here by now, but NOOOOO. Goddamnit.