I’ve mentioned before that I get phrases stuck in my head. Unlike religious people who may get sacred texts stuck in their heads, I get bits and pieces of songs and movie scripts. Looks like I’m getting the opportunity to destroy another room this weekend. We’ll see how that goes.

Went out to dinner with the boys where we sat around speaking about our feelings. Our feelings about strip clubs is more like it, though we did spend an inordinate amount of time talking about how we’d cook with blueberries. I knew I had more work to do so I had more than one beer. Imran even bought ice cream. Did I mention he’s 8 feet tall and a very nice guy? And ladies, he’s single.