Back to my weekend job tomorrow and I already got used to not working there. It is going to suck major crumbs. I can imagine life without weekend work. Maybe I need to find a new hustle?
This is the same old song.

Friday, Friday, Friday. It would usually be a fantastic Friday, but today seems dark. It is dreary, no real plans for a Friday and Five shots rushing through the old blood canals.

My thoughts aren't so productive today. I see them go nowhere. It isn't a good thing. Gotta recharge! recharge! Just come back to life.

The lady that sat next to me today on the train, got on my nerves. I just went to sleep anyway so no biggie. I woke up on 125th street thinking that I missed my stop. Almost got out of the train until I regained my damn common sense.

A co-worker just walked in and gave me a leather Pen Holder. That Rocks! Lifted my days expectations a bit. Maybe I just need to settle into the day a bit more. Just let it pass over me. I need some rain. I need to get caught in huge down pour of hard, back staining rain. That refreshing rain, the rain that makes you young for a minute. I don't mean young in my twenty's. I mean three years old before stress started. Four was okay for the most part.

Anywayz just rambling...