Stomach Acid

I'm sitting. Sitting. Because I'm at work. This is my last day: sitting here. Job that I have. For now. Until 5. It's so bitter-sweet, working somewhere for years and then leaving. huh...

For The Future

Oh my faithful reader, how I do love thee. Yes, I'm talking to you, my statue, my warm-handed fellow, YO, JASON! A new chapter is starting and perhaps a Winnebago we shall seek. Craigslist Winnebago. I mean $1300 OBO! that's insanity. It's like, I could have a dream man AND a dream machine. We'll putter around with our 1972 Winnie, and we'll name him Sylvester. I can see him zooming through the palm trees. Of course we'll have to get some AAA going on. I think it's a sign from the celestial realm. Let's call them this weekend and check it out. I got my tax return. LET'S DO THIS!