I am at work, waiting for Sara to get her boo-tay downtown. Upon her (no doubt) glorious arrival, the three of us shall then advance to the nearest Orange Julius.

Do not pass go, do not collect $200.

We will then proceed to joyously ingest copious amounts of hot-doggery.

Details about the feast, which may be cancelled, will be discussed along with a couple other planned Discordian events before the end of the month. I will endeavour to share these details with you tomorrow at the latest.
I am approximately twelve feet from an Xbox 360 and projector, yet I am still bored. Strange…