Whoops!
2004-07-28||xx||4:11 p.m.
Just a quick one- here it is, almost quarter after 4, and I am waiting on a phone call that will determine whether I am merely late to work, or really freaking late. My money, the smart money, is on really freaking late. Why?
Well, i woke up today, as in rolled out of bed, got up off the floor and looked at the time at the lovely time of 3:37pm. I work at 4:30.
Undaunted, I went downstairs to fetch my clothes and pondered my options. While I was in the midst of shaving my head I came upon solution #1, and five minutes later, option #2 in case solution # 1 didn't work.
Solution #1 was calling Bonilla and seeing if he could pick me up on his way in. I callred his cell, got the answering machine and left a message explaining that I had just gotten up, was getting in the shower and was in need of a ride. I also told him i would stick around until 4:15 in case he should call. *checks clock* As of this time, he hasn't.
So, option #2. I get on the bike and set off, just as soon as I finish this post, and sign off and such. See, told you really freaking late. It takes about a half hour for me to ride my bike across town, on a good day. Today, it's doubtfully going to be a good day. I rode my bike yesterday and am pretty tired still from that excursion, plus, according to the weather, this may become a wet ride... Lovely.
Anyways, off I go.
Love,
Cephy