You've Got Mail

You know it's a slow blip day when the most exciting thing you can think of to blip is the pile of junk mail on the counter.

Had nachos for dinner - with white cheddar and salsa. I never eat that fake liquidy cheese stuff, just so you know. But still, it's not like me to eat such a nutrient-deficient meal for dinner. I miss my taxman. He'll be home long after I'm asleep. Then I'll miss him again in the a.m. as I head off to an early chamber meeting while he catches some zzz's.

I think I'm gonna go look at a horse in a few days. Her name is Lexi and I think we were meant for each other.