I can't think of anything too interesting today. The new driver is a dumb-ass. What else is new. Poor Corey. All these blank slate sorts he'll have to deal with. I'd get further into it, but I would suspect he could care less. It's just a job. And hey - a shitty one at that.
I need to get clean and mellow out. Showers more often than not cure what ails you.
- Later -
Technically, it's the next day. Winding down listening to Rollins talk about Van Halen. Gonna end the night with Bad Religion, "Fields of Mars". Can't get over how sexy Christy can be. Her hair falls over her shoulders and face just as it should. And those blue eyes. Even without the small grin, they would be enough to light the room without the lamp. She is beautiful. Simply beautiful. And she is all mine. Sweet.
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