I had a cool weekend with Holly. Yesterday was her birthday party, at the skating rink! Only like 8 other kids showed up, which was kinda disappointing, but you know how summer birthdays are. I forgot to wear socks (you know how I feel about socks!) so I didn't get to skate, but then the kids played a non-skate hockey game and I got to play in that. It was me and Holly's best friend's mom on the kids team, and Holly's dad, his brother, and the soccer coach on the other team! I wanted to totally rule the court but I didn't. I am out of shape! It sorta made me want to start skating again. Skating is way easier than running, which I hate. I bet my skates are all chipped and stuff, and if I tried to skate on them I'd fall all over the ice. It would be funny, but not so much cool.
One day it was late in the day and I happened to be on the 1st floor (I work on the 3rd floor) and I had to go, so I went to the 1st floor ladies' room, and there were some ladies in there changing into basketball jerseys and stuff. I wonder if they were going to play basketball here in the gym or something. That would be fun. I should at least take this paperwork downstairs so if I wanted to use the gym I could.
I sorta feel like dookie today, and I'm a little bit depressed (probably just a side-effect of feeling like doo). I blame it on Starbucks. I don't have a good reason.
I think I just overheard that the new guy's name is Leo. Heh.
And now, I will leave you with this. In my mind exists an alternate universe in which Greed and Kimberly make out to Madonna music. Enjoy!