My boss was sick yesterday, so I got home around 2.
Which never happens!
I had laundry and other things to do, so I changed my clothes.
My mom walked in the door about 3 hours later and said "What the hell are you wearing?!"
I was dressed in a F.B.I. t-shirt, scrub pants, and homer simpson slippers.
She said I looked like a crazy person.
Oh, and by the way, Phase 7: My finger is healed! Woo Hoo!
And... I can play Guitar Hero again!
But not a real guitar.
At least not yet.
What I'm listening to right now: Paint it Black --The Rolling Stones
