I AM A SPACE MONKEY

2:41 am, Tuesday night, no scratch that..wednesday morning. I am working at the TOC, and there is nothing going on. I am forced to write this mainly to keep myself awake, and to see if I remember this later. My 3rd can of coke, and that is just so i make it home. I keep telling myself that more sooner than later my schedule will be not better, but just normal. Whatever that means--it's all relative. Anywho, it's late, I'm out.