wish i could leave work since it is dead here but my boss usually calls to check up on me so i am stuck here
I have to park by MMP in about 45 minutes. I wonder if I should bother putting money in the meter. Do they write parking tickets on the weekends? I wonder if I'll have time to stop and pick up a 32 oz ML.
Los Fresnos Falcons are playing San Antonio Reagan in the third round of the playoffs tomorrow night. I hope we can contain Marcus Wright. I have a basketball game tonight. 3-0 so far...hope to make it 4-0 tonight. I sure am full...had a big lunch. Waterboy is a pretty funny show. I have to pee.
- wondering about starting a thread on what sports teams have the most obnoxious fans (I can't decide if it is the New York Yankees or the Dallas Cowboys) - also wondering how tired I am going to be tomorrow morning as we have to get up early for one of these kiddie Santa things in town - so no sleeping in is going to suck.
I don't want to work any more. What I mean by that is... I don't want to work for anything in my life ever again. I'm sick of working. My whole damn life is work. I work at my job. I come home, and work at my home. I MIGHT have an hour to watch a Rockets game. Then I have to go to bed and repeat the next day. And on weekends, I try to catch up on all the work that I didn't have time for during the week. and there's no end in sight.
sleeppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp (My company has been hosting most of our dealers this week. I've been to 6th street for the last 3 nights...which is 3 times more than I've been this year).
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