sixteen days.
in other news, i've begun another countdown on the sly. this secret countdown marks the number of days i have left at work. the work that i can no longer focus any attention on anymore. my brain has left the office building. thank goodness it's only a couple more weeks of this lameness.
i'm thinking of entering my leg hair in the record books. it's bad. i'm seriously a woolly mammoth right now. yuck. but girlfriend just doesn't have the time to shave her legs right now. it takes all the energy i've got to get through the days, let alone take care of the caveman look. especially because i'm not showing the gams off anymore this season, and nobody but me knows. well...and now the whole internet knows. oops.
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