tuesday

No work for me today. So I'm going to sit on the floor and listen to records all day. Maybe I'll hit SK later to get all hopped up on caffine so I can jump around my apartment with my bass.
I need a shower. I've got this dirty rock star thing happening. It doesn't look good on me.
When I woke up this morning Candide was sleeping at my feet with his tongue hanging out. I think he may have run into the sliding glass door too many times...