Well, went to see The Wolves, anyway. But there were a few fights, and isn't that what you're really paying for?
Actually, it was a free ticket, supposedly, since I went to the season opener. As has happened with every Wolves game I've attended, they ain't win.
I am not a jinx.
In other news, Lisa became the first person to call me on wearing the dreads in a Scrunchie; I can only assume my co-workers are pretending not to notice.
What? They're long enough that they're a bit of a nuisance, and this way they're not covering my ears or anything.
"But they're for girls!" Lisa protested.
"Yes. . .?" I replied.
Nice girl, but I just don't understand how her mind works.
For a start, why she agreed to be Redpac's roommate. . .