Argh. I'm still reviewing documents.
My attention span is shorter than that of a school girl on fire.
Dammit.

Shmoopie, you didn't miss much with the snowing thing. Except for me freaking out about it.
And saying "fuck" a lot. In the office.
I'm so hard core.
I blame my hair.

A sign that the big guy isn't happy with the Jesus flick:
Dude.
Mel take the hint. Your freaking assistant director got hit TWICE!
But I still couldn't help but giggle at the whole thing. I am such a bad Catholic.
*sigh*