"There is no diplomatic way to present anal leakage" -- my esteemed co-worker, Phil

I had a phine lunch, with Amy picking me up at my office. I'd been waiting a long time to say "it's just after Stryker Endoscopy." We travelled to Milpitas so I could pick up the Columbus Blue Jackets jersey I'd been wanting for months. I had thought for sure Andrea got it for me at Christmas and was doing her usual 'oh, I didn't get that for you' act, where I get all disappointed and then she surprises me on the day. But not this time, we both felt like assholes about it so I vowed to get one for myself. I bought one on ebay but when it came, I discovered it was a youth size (and I'm not) so I was back to square one.

I finally got one on ebay, not only did I get the one I wanted, I got the new version that hasn't been released in the US yet (the guy I got it from is in Canada, eh) so I'm totally stoked! The Milpitas drama was from a FedEx driver who 'couldn't find the house' so he brought it back. Fuckers! But Amy was nice enough to pick me up and take me to the FedEx place.

We also were lucky enough to find a resturant that didn't suck. I had been told that all resturants in Milpitas suck so we feel very lucky that McDonald's didn't let us down.