I'm pointing my fingers at you

IT CAN'T BE FRIDAY! AGHHHHHHHH! It is. What does this mean? Andrea has to face the music and study for her APS mid-term and write her research paper. Procrastination at its finest, people. I'm not too worried about it.

Heading to work here in a bit. I have no idea what I am going to wear. EH.

My throat is a bit nasty today, so I am going to pop upstairs and make some tea to tame the beast.

I'M BRIAN FELLOW!

I have no idea if we're going to temple tonight. Playing it by ear, I suppose?

Need to send off my YMCA shtoff.

THAT'S A COSBY SWEATAH!