This spells potential ruin/suicide as Saturday is my favorite day of the year. Probability has never been my forte, but I figure I can still make the party, parade, river walk, and annual Scotty 2 Hotty hangout before I have to be to the office at 3.
Edit: Good news, I don't have to work Saturday. And, Stevie just gave me a cashmere blanket. I love her again.
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