losing time

at least that's the way it feels each week as Sunday is given up to prepare for Monday which is given up to work and then Tuesday is given up to rest and recover from Monday... perhaps that'll change soon as work is supposed to make me an offer for another position tomorrow...

and today was semi-sleeping in the big green chair and keeping my brain in a semi-coma so it wouldn't ask the body to move much... Precious is out at at a Dave Melillo concert (or is that Dave Milello) that she talked her best friend into going to so I didn't have to go... I'd have liked to, but I decided rest was wiser...

ok, so I decided to give in to the lazy...

the phone rang a few times somewhere in the semi-sleep and checking now that I am awake, I don't know the numbers and there are no messages, or rather two incoherent messages were left... I wonder if we'd have talked if I picked up... leave messages, people, that's what voice mail is for...

and you see you don't have to worry about waking me because the phone does not wake me when I want to sleep... I only answer when I want to be awake...

and I love you for your comments...

and now it's time to shower and head out for a seventeen hour tour (I think I'd rather be on Gilligan's Island with you)...

laughing with me, I hope J