I’m sad to say that my office has managed to CONSUME much of my life. Today, someone asked me for my home address and I couldn’t remember amd finally had to look it up on my driver’s license. (Along with what I’m claiming as my current “weight”)

I’m spot on with my work address though. I love my job, but this revelation sucks. Between work, comedy, and Toddler Dom I have very little brain power left. No wonder I forgot my wedding anniversary last week.  Doubly aweful because I missed the chance to celebrate my loving relationship with my husband  and the chance to get pissed because he forgot too.

I need a spare brain.  Can someone please get me a zip drive for my head?

— Sent from my Palm Prē

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