I don't have much to say today. I was working with Alice for most of it, and by golly, that sweet woman is just about as taxing on my nerves as one can get without being blatant about it. So, at 1:30 this afternoon, I took off in my feels-like-new car and drove around listening to Cyndi Lauper shine shine shine. I love her. And driving 80 mph down I-580 listening to Cyndi Lauper on a warm, sunny January afternoon is just what I needed to purge my achy brain of Alice. Poor Alice.
That's all. Really.
