Dear Coffee, - I love you! - theasaturday, april 27 year 0
so its saturday i'm here at work.... its quiet but there are quite a few really smelly people here.. the one lady - always smells bad... its just a life choice for her i guess.... but we're going through the febreeze pretty fast. ick.
i've got 3 hrs left here and thats fine... i'll find something to read for a while... take a break..... walk around.... have a coffee.
as for the rest of the day who knows i'll call the welk and see if she's up for haning out, i'd like to go to the gymnasium later or something but given the weather i'd be just as happy to bring down the monkey blanket and watch a movie.
oh well happy saturday everyone... enjoy your weekend.
i will be seeing my parents tomorrow god help me hopefully it will be brief. although my mother found an old picture of my grandfather and i from when i was maybe 3 or 4... i've been looking for it for a while. also my mother found my dads 5th grade report card and evidentally my father got F's in "listening to directions" and "playing nicely" and there were comments about his temper..... its like everything fell into place for me... my father was always "flamin raymond" even as a little kid... it only took 60+ years for the dude to mellow the hell out. but its funny to picture a little 5th grade ray running around being a pain in the ass. i guess when my mom found the report card my dad said "that teacher just didn't like me" - funny i don't remember that excuse working for me when i was in school. just funny.
oh well on that note i am going to go kill some time.
later,
me







