I left work on time last night.
Well, sort of.
But at least I didn't stay late.
This is akin to a miracle for me.
I'm on the GO Train.
And this guys sits down beside me.
His iPod is screaming loud.
And he's playing Thriller.
I text The Husband
to let him know I'm on my way home.
on 5:10. beside some idiot who's playing thriller so loud i can make out the lyrics!
TH responds:
raking leaves. jackson rules. shamon.
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