Today, I went into Whole Foods at 7:30 am to pick up a coffee before work, and they were playing "Low" by Flo-Rida and T-Pain. That was a really, really good start to my day. (Additionally, I didn't get that Flo-Rida was a pun on Florida until I had to type it out just then. Good for me.)
My lovely Claire has contracted some kind of minor deadly illness and canceled her Friday evening birthday party, which means that I'm going to be going to the star-studded Dr. Phil Holiday Party before flying away from Los Angeles for ten days. I hear that at the party, Dr. Phil gives all of his staff a gift. I'm retardedly excited for this. I think I'll get drunk and hook up with a runner.
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