tomorrow has to be better than today.  and yesterday.  i am so blah.  not happy.  not motivated.  so close to buying a ticket to the south of france and saying fuck it.

Fast Food Religion Gives God Heartburn

The Bible is bread for daily use. Not cake for special occasions.

Today is 3113. A palindrome. My favorite

this airline has become much more civilized since I flew them last. I may not hate this

Lola is acting very strange. Like that night she killed a opossum in the backyard and brought it in to my bedroom as an offering. I have an early morning call tomorrow morning … I can’t deal with dead animals too. I hope she’s just being dramatic

I have been so out of it that tonight is the 4th night I’ve slept in my bed since I got back from Florida and I just realized I don’t have any pillowcases installed. sad

just flew cross country in a pair of black trousers that had bird shit on the ass. why? because I sat in bird shit at my mother-in-law’s funeral and in my mental exhaustion at 0500 EST this morning, I pulled on the wrong pants. I am horrified. why can’t the birds clean up after themselves? fucking aviators.

and I just figured out that the front a/c vents have not been open the entire time. this means my idle cursing at a dodge Durango with 12 miles on it was all in vain

Marriott is 100% smoke free. No exceptions. Thanks for the asthma attack, assholes in room 520. Marriott comped my room for the night … why? Because the douchebags in 520 are fined $250 for their malfeasance. Marriott still wins.

just saw Alicia. old friend of Joe’s from Florida. I first met her 12 years ago. Joe introduced me to her, at one of their friends’ weddings, in a Catholic Church. She said hello and proceeded to tell me that she’d slept with my boyfriend. Classy