Good morning, Whitenoisers, and Happy Friday. And Good .giffin' Friday at that. I am at the homestead again, wondering how unreasonably hot my apartment will get by the end of today, as I'm reasonably sure the management is still some cheap bastards. And of course I'm still minding the bug, who woke up and promptly tried to scratch her damned stitches because she is a very bad kitty.
But hey, it's Friday-Friday for a lot of people and that's good news. Sing a song, do a dance, shake your booties and party. It's either the weekend or damned near it.