It was fine. 260 weeks in a row. it was fine. I’m not going to really tell you, you don’t want to know anyway. I never ask you how yours was so there’s that too, yet you offer it up and I like your many shitty ones.
All I want to know is why you continue to set your pears, apples, unwrapped cookies etc onto my desk when it’s covered in my dandruff, booger’s, ear crud. When I watch you eat them, I know I’m going to have a great weekend.