Happy birthday, Sam!

I wasn't hungry this morning, so I just enjoyed about ten cups of coffee instead of eating. Until I arrived at work. It is my manager, Sam's, birthday today. There was Starbucks (of which I did not partake) and homemade birthday cupcakes! 

Water Street Breweryyyy

Fatty with a cupcake. 

Home

I came home on break, but I had Cousins with me. Mmm hmmm. For my favorite subs, it's definitely a close race between Cousins and Jimmy John's. I have to have the Jimmy love. I used to work for the elephant hunter. Even if I don't support Jimmy's wild safaris, I will eat the soul out of any of the subs there. That's right. The soul.

Turkey sub, light mayo with no salt. Turkey is already salty enough. I don't need more salt. At least I'm in the enclosed tonight. I should be done at a relatively sane time.

Dwelling

After a somewhat lame shift (though I did meet my tip out goal), I arrived home to find dog pee all over the floor. For those who are uninformed, my dog Cleo is 13 1/2 and has to wear a diaper, lest she piss where she pleases. But alas, there, on the counter, were chicken enchiladas.

Yup. And now I am sitting on the couch. The exciting life I lead. You're jealous, I know.