How sad is it that Adam and I had to look up the "baller/shot-caller" song to figure out what the hell it is and what it means?
I'm really liking my workplace on this late Friday afternoon: my couch, sitting with Adam and Oliver, who as usual is tucked between us. If only we could see David Sedaris at Diesel tonight -- but apparently you can't get in there without heavy artillery. Hm, maybe we can get in ...
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