Deep in the heart of Texas

I hate coming back to work after a vacation. I feel so lost. I almost had a heart attack when I saw all the papers strewn across my desk (anal retentive neat freak). I took a few deep breaths and got to work restoring my desk to it's original condition, with the stapler and whole puncher positioned at right angles and everthing filed in it's respective folder. If anyone is wondering "Did Reagan have a good time in Austin" then the answer is "Yes I did, thank you for asking." Because I'm not a phone person, I only told one person I was coming in town and hoped they would just spread the word, like a game of telephone, though I hope it would change from "Reagan's coming to town" to "Reagan's preganant with Usher's baby". Don't know why I used Usher, that's kind of weird. Anyway, so Austin. I hung out with my gal Emily majority of the time. We saw a midnight screening of "Dodgeball" at midnight on Thursday, with an actualy game of dodgeball beforehand. I didn't particpate because I'm about as athletic as a....don't know how to finish that, let's just say I'm weak. However, it was hilarious watching others play- everyone was so serious, as if there was money or a trophy at stake, not just lame bragging rights. My dad did note that he was dodgeball champion back in the day, maybe I should have given it the old college try, seeing as how the talent for chunking balls at people's heads runs in the family. The movie was hilarious, I laughed the entire time. Favorite line: "You're about as useless as a poo flavored lollipop." I keep repeating this line, because it's still making me laugh. What can I say, I'm terribly immature. I had forgotten how hot it is in Texas- the humidity, the mosquitos, the constant sweating. I was ready to come back to LA where the only thing that bites is the people. Ba dum dum (drum for comedic effect, if you didn't get that). One time someone said to me if you have to explain a joke, then it's not funny. Story of my life.
Until next time...this is Reagan, signing off.