Daily Reese Journal, Volume 3
Woah, we're a little behind with this edition. I sincerely apologize to all you Reese fans and Reese fetishists who make this your one-stop destination for records of Reese's wacky adventures with moi.
The same ominous rain clouds that zig zagged through the region today seemed to be zig zagging their way through our moods this morning as well. In between doing actual work and complaining about how tired we were, drama from various outside sources soaked up a high percentage of the time that we'd usually be using to talk about what we wanted for lunch or how ridiculously humid it was outside. Still, we managed to cover a bit of ground today. Here's the recap:
- Young men can be catty bitches, too
- Most lawyers are jerks and/or assholes
- You cannot meet for lunch if you look schlubby
- The Winking Boss
- The Fastest Mix CD Ever Created
Sadly, the list I usually compile during the day is not at this computer with me, so I may be forgetting key topics, but I think this is a pretty accurate overview.
Now, the day does not end here. Later in the afternoon we regrouped at Reese Headquarters where there was a special buffet layed out, with a plethora of things you can put on a salad or some pita. Upon assembling our dishes we opted to watch the classic horror movie Vampire at Bikini Beach. We'd later regret this decision, as the movie is much too deep to make sense of while trying to eat and make casual conversation. This would eventually leave to an aborted attempt at watching another movie which shall not be named as it may or may not be only legally available in your local theater. Further details on the events leading up to the stopping of this movie are unavailable at this time.
As always, thanks for checking in.
Reese is much better than you and your genetically altered clone combined.