When you don't work, it's hard to remember what day it is. I've had to focus pretty hard on not getting parking tickets for street cleaning. Which reminds me, I need to move my car. My eating habits are also screwed up. The other day I got really hungry, like insatiably hungry. I figured out that because I kind of just snack, my poor body wanted some FOOD. Went and got Mexican, always the cure-all..
THE WHOLE ENCHILADA

It's over!

No more sewing center - all that is left is the carpet.

I'm in a coma this week after working full-tilt 31 0f 34 days but have already gotten in the swing of the job hunt.

I went to the movies with the idea of seeing something important but saw Wild Hogs instead. Pretty lame and pretty funny and William H Macy is great. If you want something brainless and amusing it's a good bargain matinee.

This is totally insulting:
HOG FARM

Ugh. Is it Thursday already? My store closes on Sunday, not a moment too soon. I will have worked 31 of 34 days. My autopilot is on full-time. I wake up every night at 2, 4, 6 and 8. I have to stay really aware when I am driving because I start going weird places. Buster is filing for a divorce and won't let me clip his nails, the better to maim me with. The house is filthy, I have no clean pants, the sheets need changing. Sunday is not a moment too soon away.