I need a job.  Now.  Sitting around and doing nothing for hours is absolutely mind numbing.  I feel like a puppy that’s been left at home for a week.  Starved for attention and ready to pee on itself when it sees another living breathing person.  On the agenda today?  Right after I finish this it’s a brisk 2 mile jog followed by an insane ab workout.  Then lunch (again) and then Rielyn is coming over so we can work out again.  The only fun thing I’ll be doing is the comedy store and quite possibly Flicks for cheap drinks and dicks.  Fun fun fun.  So much fun I think I’ll just pee on myself for the fuck of it.  Someone please come and rescue me from all this fun.  It’s just too insane to handle all by myself (sing it like Celine Dion).  Alrite kids.  Peace.