I impulse purchased a turkey today
it may not be the oddest thing that has come home with me that way (An awkward date or to has ended up that way;) they look so sad when you tell them to get the fuck out.)
so now I am in domestic bliss cooking a fucking turkey....
its a small turkey but honestly what was I thinking? I know what I was thinking... I love turkey! Hook me up!
*sigh*

on other fronts...
work is good
the communication factor there is very small... we need to work on that. and I get the typical response from the guys.... what? why...? makes me a bit snipery.
so that is where I sit, in domestic sniperiness. cooking a turkey and cleaning my gun... its going to be a good week.
right?