Note to Self

If you’re going to be stupid enough to listen to the new Broadway cast version of “What I Did For Love,” don’t wonder why you’re starting to tear up.

This song ALWAYS does that to you.

It probably will ALWAYS do that to you.

Quitcherbitchin.

While the majority of my coworkers are out getting drunk tonight, I’m staying inside my apartment, drinking Diet Pepsi from a wine goblet and downloading old Disney movies.

Life = good.

God, if I could marry the song “Hotel California,” I would.

There is nothing I don’t absolutely love about it.

It’s raining quite hard right now.

I checked my windows, and it’s not coming inside, so I’m going to leave them open.

It’s also not thundering, nor is there any lightning.

If I wasn’t in the process of eating dinner, I’d go outside and play in it.

This is my favorite sort of rainstorm. :D