A point that needs repeating.
One time I left my office to go to the bathroom but as I was walking up, someone else went in there so I passed up the bathroom and went down two flights of stairs, got lost in my building, finally made it outside and ended up going to get coffee and a muffin.
That happened today.
I just got back.
I’m glad the portrait of Ben Franklin stayed the same on the new $100 bill. There’s something about his slight, tight frown, the paternal hint of disappointment in his eyes and those pursed, sealed lips that seem to say, “I don’t approve of what you’re doing, but I can’t stop you from rolling this banknote into a straw and ripping a fat rail of white lightning in the Buffalo Wild Wings handicapped bathroom stall, you goddamn beautiful disaster.”
This is my most current before and after pic. I’ve currently lost 125 lbs. (disregard the crazy sweating through my shirt thing I’ve got going on. I was at a summer wedding in Mississippi.)