I’m the prodigal son, but not.
The end of the quarter came faster than an eighth-grader watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians just to maybe catch a glimpse of that famous ass.
I heard recently that she (Kim), when asked in an interview why she didn’t have any tattoos, replied, “Would you put a bumper sticker on a Maserati?”
Bitch.
I mean she’s hot. Anyway.
Got home Thursday the 18th sans luggage (THX AMERICAN) and I’ve been seriously enjoying time away from the (comp) screen. The only thing I’ve done on my computer is catch up on Project Runway and my queue on Hulu. Even this is written from my sister’s house. Other than that, I’ve gorged myself on CSI and Law & Order reruns.
Love that crap.
I’ll be back. Soon.
Nothing says, “Welcome home,” like a trip to the shooting range. First and prob last time.
