Why on Earth did I come to work today? I make the decision around 9 PM that I would call out or take a personal day, and yet, here I am. 

I am a pushover, somehow.

I am taking off tomorrow. It will be at least 99 in the shade and I will have just gotten paid (though not laid. I used to think that was the lyric. I mean, its JBJ. Of course he just got laid. He’s hot.)

Photos from the Reason gathering went up. Terrible hair day aside, they are proof that Libertarian women are all hot. 

The theme of today is “hot.” Carry on.