My boss accidentally bought a sausage biscuit from McDonald's this morning. Once she explained it, it did kinda make sense, but the point is that it ended up in my hands. It was tasty, and hopefully won't make me feel gross like something greasier would.
I am so glad it's Friday. I'll be even gladder when it's 8 hours from now and I'm on my way home. I can tell already that this weekend is going to fly by. Somehow I doubt that I'll have time for a million massages, unfortunately.