The boss called today and asked how everything was going.
I told her to please not try to anticipate my needs in the future
due to the fact that a 6 pack of beer and male strippers wouldn't
do a thing to improve my disposition towards her helpful ideas.
After a few hours of deworming and scanning all puters for viruses
and worms I awarded myself a bottle of muscadine wine and partook of a few
glasses before I came home this evening.
I might well deserve another tomorrow.