Dear Pamela,

Despite all the weirdness, I actually got a lot of things done at work the other day – and I don't just mean things like Brian. Tango and I have been working very closely together on some tech stuff and it's really nice to have a partner who is actually, uh, competent. He's always eager and willing to please and seems to have arranged and named all the different DVR cameras and voice recorders.

I was testing one of our thermal imaging cameras when I walked in on something I hadn't expected – a hot spot. It turned out Tango was changing in the equipment closet. I don't know what's up with that guy, but he apparently wears pink underwear with cowboy boots and lassos on it. It may have just been the thermal imaging camera malfunctioning, but Tango was looking pretty hot.

I tried to invite Brian over to work on our home movies, but he wouldn't get off the phone with his girlfriend. Fuck that guy. Or don't.

Steve