Can’t say I ever enjoy thinking about going back to work, but I do this weekend. By the beard of Zeus, this weekend can’t end fast enough. I even look forward to seeing my bipolar boss, who I heard had an over the top moment last week and knocked down a bookcase in his office. I wish I would have been there to see that. One of his mass emails on Friday to the entire shop ended with, “and if you don’t like it, come see me.” Priceless. So here’s my Sunday playlist I’m listening to while I figure out which black clothes to wear tomorrow.
Agency Tart 