"Stay Outta Trouble"

The secretaries at work know me way too well.

I went to work for lunch today. Yeah, it's true. I have money on my work ID for food, and didn't have money in my wallet and if you read yesterday, you know I have no food at home. So I went to work for lunch. (I did work this morning, at the other hospital).

I was sitting with our secretaries in the office, cause they are good fun. I don't recall much of the conversation, but I think I told them I wanted a tattoo, I want to have electrolysis on my chest (there was a demo at the gym yesterday), that I have the most gorgeous niece, nephews, and godchildren (and then showed them the most recent pictures), that I found a flight to San Francisco for the weekend-but it required me to call in sick to work tomorrow and I knew that would place me on their bad side, I also told them that this area is one of the many waste-lands of America and that there were many ideas floating in my head about how to spend the next few days..

"Brian, stay outta trouble."

We'll see.