do you like it

a steady diet of patty griffin and nothing but patty griffin tends to wear a brother down after a bit. with that in mind i woke up thinking, "it feels like an our lady peace kinda day". somehow on six hours of sleep i woke up early, was ready in no time and headed out the door. got in front of the traffic and rocked out the entire way to a little gravity. windows down, warm air at 7:30 in the a.m. what more could you ask for? well, not working but...

- arriving obscenely early with a smile on my face.
- cute twenty-two-year-old boys calling and stopping by to see me.
- boston is quickly approaching.
- an offer to move up with a pay raise at work.
- janitor evil blowing my mind standing there with paper towels in hand.
- no one in line at mcdonald's when i drove up for my lunch time iced tea.
- arriving home to find the best email ever waiting on me.
- did i mention that i'm going to fucking boston?

gag vomit, this dude is happy. something definitely was up today. the only down side to my day was when i grabbed the mail only to find vin diesel staring up at me on the cover of the new details. again? really?