Packages never cease to make shitty days really good days.
Jesse can not not make a bad package- chocolate, pancake mix, a coffee mug to go with BLACK coffee, notes from three great people, and two
puppies for padding. When in list form it probably doesn't sound very impressive, but I almost cried again. But I didn't. Thank god.
Now if he could fit the good part of
Dooster, Damos, LumberJackHoneyBearMan,
Luto, Mars, and Molls into a package then I think it could be said without dispute that he is The Master of Amazing Feats. He's pretty rockin' as is though.
Also, the Mammers is coming to visit on April 9th. Chriiiiis will be in London for a photoshoot that same week so there will definitely be a pint shared between the
eldest and youngest of McLallen siblings. And if that isn't family enough for me, Jamie has invited me to meet up with him in Glasgow, Scotland on April 17th. Finally there are better things to look forward to than the 8 hour plane ride back to the mitten.
But first- this bloody paper...