it's 3:01 on Friday....

... that's one hour and 59 minutes before the weekend officially starts. WOOT!

I have nothing exciting to say.

I just called CJ to tell him that if he felt like it, he should come pick me up at work and bring wine. I went out for lunch with some collegues and we had wine. How am I supposed to work after drinking 1-1/2 glasses of wine.

I just ended the last three sentences with the word 'wine'. Make that 4. Wine is good.

I think I may be drunk.