I went to a high-brow rave over the weekend. As you recall, A-girl is leaving the company... well, we had a little going away party for her. We went to this club that was just like you see on TV. It was a really nice restored theater with a (surprisingly) small dance floor. It had the lights and disco ball -- the whole deal. The women we were with seemed to want to buy drinks at the bar and take smoke breaks than dance. It's called a 'dance club' -- we need to hoof! The only saving grace was that they had 'dancers' on a stage struttin' their stuff. Picture something like "The Pussycat Dolls". Made the $10 cover charge almost worthwhile. I mean, the scenery was nice, don't get me wrong, but for that amount of money we should be dancin' (yeah).
Let's see... that was Saturday night, what else is happening.
I got woken up this morning by my cell phone going off. I hopped out of bed and ran to the phone. "My goodness", I'm thinking "it sure it especially cold this morning". Well my electricity was out, so the heat was off, and the phone call was my boss telling me I was late for work. I looked around at my blank clocks and told her my electricity was off. Jesus, I hate that feeling. Especially walking into work an hour and a half after everyone else is in the swing of the day.
I haven't been feeling especially well lately and the cold night of sleep helped to settle a cold into my head -- despite my best efforts. I'm still fighting it tooth and nail.
Think I'm going to take some medicine and head to bed. The only reason I'm fighting it is because I don't want to be awake at 4am with nothing to do. I'll try and hold off as long as I can.
Let's see... that was Saturday night, what else is happening.
I got woken up this morning by my cell phone going off. I hopped out of bed and ran to the phone. "My goodness", I'm thinking "it sure it especially cold this morning". Well my electricity was out, so the heat was off, and the phone call was my boss telling me I was late for work. I looked around at my blank clocks and told her my electricity was off. Jesus, I hate that feeling. Especially walking into work an hour and a half after everyone else is in the swing of the day.
I haven't been feeling especially well lately and the cold night of sleep helped to settle a cold into my head -- despite my best efforts. I'm still fighting it tooth and nail.
Think I'm going to take some medicine and head to bed. The only reason I'm fighting it is because I don't want to be awake at 4am with nothing to do. I'll try and hold off as long as I can.