Happy Friday!
I don't know exactly why I am so excited being that I don't stop working, but the fact that I will not work in this office for the next two days does sound great. I wouldn't be able to work seven days if it was not two separate jobs. I need the change or I would go crazy. I don't have many solid plans for the weekend, but whatever plans fail I know that during my lunch hours I will be with my park. She loves me and ima lay on her for an hour each day. Maybe I'll get a real tan this weekend. I never know these things for sure.

Yesterday I drove a few people crazy at work reciting Platform Pleas to myself. People see me whispering, they stop and give me a look until I tell them that I am trying to memorize something. Then they ask what, and I say poetry. That is when people begin to walk away. The funny part is that I was talking so low that one person had to get really close to me hear what I was saying. Then she gets angry. It ends up being a big fuss all day long that leads me to the conclusion that I will just shut up. That is when everyone else asked me what was wrong. I denied anything being wrong. People said that without my energy the day wasn't the same. I seemed to bring peoples moods down around me. I bad moods are pretty strong at times, and when people aren't used to it, they get really thrown off. I just hate kill joys. People who do things to you because you are happy and they are not. Fugde them all.

Yesterday, for the second time in history, cooking was done at Salon Lucero. I also bought milk and made my first Cappucino for a guest. I used to old coffee house hug mugs for it too. I need to buy Bisscotti or something. It's cool watching someone who doesn't have a TV, watch TV and marvel for an hour, and show me the reason for not having a TV after things become trivial. It's true that images sent via TV are all used as form of mind manipulation. I know that TV is white washed but I watch so much of it that I tend to forget. She opened my eyes to a pretty obvious fact, that was cool. I really enjoy having company over, and I really cleaned for my company. I miss my cleaning lady. OSCAR FOR THE LAST TIME SHE IS NOT MY MOTHER. MY MOTHER ONLY CLEANS OFFICES, AND HER HOUSE, NOT MINE, I HAVE TRIED TO GET HER TO CLEAN MY HOUSE AND IT DIDN'T WORK, THEREFORE I HIRED A CLEANING LADY FOR A FEW MONTHS. NOT MY MOTHER DAMN IT!

It was nice leaving for work and coming back to what seemed like a new apartment. Well I made it feel like that again yesterday. And there was cooking done in my house, How Cool Is That???