Well time is almost upon me.  I have to go back to work tomorrow.  I try to keep a good outlook on things when it comes to my job.  Income.  Ability to pay bills.  Roof over my head.  There's not too much else.  I guess I am down about it.  Sure would be nice to go to a job that was fun.  Wish I could play baseball for a living.  Play for the Braves.  Live outside Atlanta.  Play shortstop.  Hit .355.  Be married to a hot chic.  O.K., maybe I shouldn't have said that last one but if I am going to dream, then dream on I say.

I am gratefull for my critters.  They make life easier.  Although Mattie can really piss me off some times.  But when I see Wiz and Pebbles everything gets a little easier.  When Pebbles climbs on me and comes up and cuddles next to me.  Ah yes, not too bad.  Wish Amy would do that.  I miss her sometimes.  Oh well.  And I can't even begin to imagine Mariah.  I just need to let that go.  That will be my project for the week.  Be a good boy and stay away from her.  Walk the other way.  Look the other way.  Remember that man wants most what man can't have.  Besides, she has probably never had sex outdoors in the open.  She does not have an open mind.  Closed she is, closed.  I always say, try it once.  If you don't like then don't do it again.  But if you don't try it, how will you know?  Within reason of course.

I am thinking about going to Arizona or Colorado for vacation.  Although I will be alone, I think either one of those places will be fun to visit.  Maybe I can meet somebody out there.  Need to get on the treadmill if I want to do some hiking.  That would be so much fun. Hiking in the Rocky Mountains!  Not too bad.

I pimped my ride over the weekend.  I installed Burlwood woodgrain interior.  Shined the rims.  Bleached the top.  Everything is nice.  When I pull into work tomorrow, I know people will talk.  I do have a nice car.  It stands out.  Can't wait till spring to drop the top.  Guess I have to keep it clean now.  It will be worth it.  I do need to go and have it buffed out to get rid of the water spots.  This week I say.  This week.  I will do that this week.

brightblueeyes has got me motivated.  Her writings have triggered something I put behind me.  Writing.  I do remember how rewarding it was to write poetry.  I can remember when my haiku was printed in the Daily Beacon.  I thought I was somebody.  But that was a long time ago.  I wonder if I can still do that again.  She has some good stuff.  Fate.  Very good.  I hope she continues to write.  Maybe I will play some cords to her lyrics.  Her stuff is good. 

I am scared about tomorrow.  Every day I wonder if it will be a good one.  I guess it's because I can't control what is going on.  I sure need to do my own thing.  Open my own business.  My stupid ass father has so much to do with that.  I can go into either direction with him.  I will leave that for another day.  Anger fills me when I bring that subject up.

Here is hoping tomorrow will be a good day.  I will pray, as I do each morning, that I will hear the Holy Spirit and do what it says.  I have not been let down yet.

I do want to do the writing thing again.  I need to go and do laundry tomorrow night but Wednesday I think I will find that "place" and try again.