For me, it's the day, to sit on my ass and reflect on how much fucking work that needs to get done, but never will.
Such a nice day at that, isn't it?
Misty out... cloudy... 64 degrees here.
And here i am, writing an entry and watching a movie. I wish i had something worth while do to do.
I need a new life. any one want to sell their soul to a nonexistant devil and then switch?
I'll give anyone $5 bucks for it.
Ok fine... $6 but that's my final offer.
CheZ