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Thursday, August 04, 2005

D.I.N.F.!!



I woke up in a great mood this morning and sat down to a bowl of red beans and rice for breakfast (hey–why does it always have to be eggs?) while reading the morning paper. Started making mental notes for the weekend as I got dressed for work. I pulled on my jeans, put on a polo shirt and sneakers and I was on my way. Sang (horribly but ain't nobody with me in my truck so who cares) along with The Cure on the radio, "It's Friday, I'm in love." I'm stoked! I can't wait for the clock to tick 5!

When I walked into the office, my sneakers made a screeeeeeeeeching noise across the linoleum floor. Everybody was dressed in proper office attire!

DANG, IT'S NOT FRIDAY!

#@$*&%!

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