I woke up at eight this morning after only having about two and a half hours of sleep. Loitering In the Parking Lot and Such ran a little bit late and I just couldn't get away. Went to work.

Work is work is work is work is blah is blah is blah blah blah blah blah blah.

Tired as ALL hell, I fell face first flat on my pillow. Sleep, sweet pillow, hello.

Of course the phone rings.

--But, hey, it's okay! It's Jim and he's invited me to go see They Might Be Giants!

The crowd applauds.

Yeah, I know, right? Anyhow.

...thenifoundFIFTEENdollarsinmybackpocket!

These days are nice.