I made it to Friday.

I drank an entire jug of pink lemonade over the last two days and now the puppy is playing with the container like he doesn't have 18 toys on the floor that I stole from my own dog. Lemonade bottles. Wow. Much toy. Very play.

I don't have to work today but I do have to run a bunch of errands in a bit. I'm getting Brad some gifts for putting up with this monster and driving out here to stay with me. Unfortunately this requires driving to the Valley (gag) because the store with the thing that I need to get apparently closed in my hometown like a big fucking asshole.