i am sitting in my freezing basement as i type this without shoes, socks or slippers so i've gotta make this quick.

i didn't go into work today. or bother to call and tell them that i wasn't coming. and sure enough... she somehow got my personal cell phone number and left me a bitchy voicemail. i'm not calling her back. and if she calls me again i am going to file a grievance for her violating my personal space as well as disrespecting me.

she made my eye twitch again... but that let up shortly after i made the powerplay of the day when my roommates and i went to the auto show in dc and i flirted and made politically incorrect jokes with one WWE god, Shawn Michaels.

i know. you sweat me.

oh oh... and if i don't see you before then... have an awesome fucking new year.