Hmmmm, I had planned to be at work today, but...it ain't quite work out like that. Thought #1: Don't eat left over fried fish late at night. Almost made it out the door this morning, a bit late, but I wouldv'e gotten to work around 7:00a still. Not the normal 6:30 arrival, but not bad. Didn't make it out the door because my body sought vengeance from last night (if you're lost, ponder Thought#1 for a bit). By the time I was actually fit to leave, I wouldv'e been in the thick of rush hour, which is why I leave early in the first place. Sooooo, no work for me today!
I owe many wierd and uncouth thoughts to you guys; I was thinking of doing 26 of 'em, on some as many as my age type stuff, but that may be over kill. There should be some "You May Be Ghetto Ifs..." in there, along with some "Ya Thinks?" and "Remember When's?" in there too. Some of it will be crass I'm sure, but hey would you expect less from me? I felt I should warn you tho', as some may involve specific bodily functions, but hey, whatever. Let the good times roll, right? So, I guess this serves as the prologue or the preamble if you will for tomorrow's journal entry, huh? I guess so... Well, I'll see you guys then, okay? Riiiight...
Peace!