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I am totally moving in with Gary and Elaine!!!
In other news, I got off my lazy ass and created a work blog (but I don't want to cross reference it because I don't think any of my clients need to know about my views on polygamy, marijuana laws, wine consumption or all about my thrift store addiction--- Not that any amateur sleuth or my creeper sister-in-law couldn't figure it out if they really wanted-- I just don't need to let it all hang out). I already have a website, but I thought I would go with a work blog as well. Keep me focused. Actually that is what "LexLociLori" was supposed to be about-- local legal issues, but, uh-- that is not what happened. Ha! Sue me.
Speaking of thrift addictions, this is what happened to me yesterday at the FIRC.
WHY? WHY? WHY?
I used to be embarrassed about how often I went and then I eventually surrendered to it and now I am treated like royalty and given unadvertised "discounts."
BTW, the FIRC is pronounced like one word-- (say "furk"). When I leave the house, Matt likes to say, "Just come straight back, no FIRCing around."
When I was leaving, I spotted these dread-locked kids heading into the FIRC. Too late hippies, I got all the good stuff! I was actually trying to take a picture of the sign outside, but these two were more interesting. I normally don't stalk people outside the FIRC. Promise.
Well, when all was said and done, I had FIRCed up this mess.
Did you notice the book? I think that is about the fifth book from that genre that I have purchased of late.
It is as if I think I can read my way skinny.
