It’s 8 AM and I’ve already used this phrase once: “Got my mind on my money and my money on my mind.” I also use, “Ain’t nothing going on but the rent.” I love saying stuff like that. Last night I went home and put in some cat time, watched a little TV and talked on the phone. I went to bed early because I wanted to get to work early. I didn’t want to deal with traffic two days in a row. It was already getting backed up at 7:30. I started off yesterday’s diary with a leftover story from Tuesday’s diary. I was asking myself last night why I included a story that didn’t have a payoff. Then it hit me, I left something out. At the end of the story I should have said, I was looking to buy Pink Floyd‘s new greatest hits CD. They had that in stock but it was $22. $22! I only paid $15 for my coffee table! So, that was how the story was supposed to end. It’s still not that great, is it? What do you want from me, this is my life! Sometimes I go places / do things and nothing happens to me, cut me some slack! Am I losing my mind, AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! Internet Acting 2002, thank you, thank you very much.

I was walking home last night and I saw a cart/desk sticking out of a dumpster. I was so going to take that and make a computer desk out of it. Then I remembered I don’t have any wood working skills or tools. Yes, If I saw something I needed in the trash I’d take it. Stop judging me! You’re suffocating me!!!! AAAAAAAAAHHHH — That’s it! “How’s it going Bob?” “Got my mind on my money and my money on my mind, HA HAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!” Seriously, I’m OK. Did I mention it’s 8 AM? Have a good one. God Bless America.