Unicorns don't do drugs.

I came home yesterday to find this in my mailbox.

It's a gift from my beloved friend Kate. Since I'm graduating from college in a few weeks, she felt it was important I have this folder for school and work related things. She also sent the children assorted musical instruments (which included earplugs for the folks!) and to Jason, a box of plastic ants. Yeah. She rocks the house.

Since I'm a highly inappropriate individual, I've taken it to work and everyone has spun the wheel at least once today. We have decided to take it all meetings to make important decisions with. Yes, I'm a government subcontractor. How did you know?

My favorite is "Impale evil things." I think that would be a unicorn's true purpose in life.

Thank you Kate. I love you!