11:53 A.M.
I'm finally awake.
My eyes opened slowly and I glanced over at the clock.
11:40.
I jumped up out of bed.
FUCK!
The day is almost over!
Today is Sunday and EVERYTHING closes early.
I wanted to make my way to the flea market early this morning to pick up a bouquet. They are usually dirt-cheap on Sunday mornings and I didn't want to have to fight the crowd that gathers after 11am when other people get out of church.
Wow, I haven't been to church in a few months.
Maybe next weekend?
I don't know for sure what next weekend holds in store for me. I only know that I won't be going out to party. I feel like ass again today.
Yuck!
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I've been so addicted to Dave Mathew�s new solo album. I can't get away from this stuff.
I want to take the cd and listen to it on a foreign beach. I want to take a long road trip and listen to this music the whole way.
I can�t help but think of Nick, Gina, and Travis when I hear Dave Mathews. It�s just a memory I can�t replace. I have had songs that had reminded me of other people in the past done by DMB, but over all I think, Nick, Gina, and Travis.
Sometimes I secretly wish they would call me up out of the blue, or stop by.
I haven�t seen them in so damn long.
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Well it's time to get showered up. I won't be making it down to the beach after all.
I looked outside and the weather is so crappy.
Go figure. My first day off in ages and it's crappy out!
I've only got 6 hours to work with here, so I'd better go make the best of it!
