Jun 02, 2004 16:07
Fully cooked, crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside, thoughts bouncing off the inside of my skull.
I need to stand up from my desk, drive home, stop at Java Junction on the way , smoke a cigarette and chill before I go home and the stress rubs off on my children and gives them a seizure.
How can a day go from being so boring to being so nervewracking in the space of a half hour.