Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Better than tomorrow. Worse than yesterday.

And that, class, is today's answer to the age-old question, "how is your day going."

But hey...at least my whip didn't get stolen like my neighbor and - as Harold points out - I don't work for GM.

And I'll be damned if Honda ain't ring my phone at least a half dozen times this morning. Geesh. Chill out, B. Unless you plan on giving shT away, be easy.

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