Evening intake thus far:
1- can, Diet Dr. Pepper
1- Chef Salad, from "Wheel of Death" in work breakroom
1- 3 Musketeers Bar
1- cup o' coffee, Hazelnut, extra powdered cream crap and sugar
It takes a bit to get me going in the morning (or is it night?)
It's 2 oclock in the morning and I'm trying to write some news, unfortunately a hint of exhaustion is doing a number on my concentration. As I write about teachers pleading guilty to sexual battery and road projects that are going to cost millions of dollars, my mind is fighting off twirly, sunshiny phases and other sparkly imagery. I'd much rather write about how the sounds of a rushing river are nature's applause than about how citizens in Clermont County can meet with FEMA to find out if they're going to be flooded out.
Oh wait. The scanner's squacking.
Just a shooting in Over The Rhine. Happens every night. The scene's still hot.
Well, that's some new nooz to put in.
My desk TV is on Growing Up Gotti...
Running on two pieces of coffee cake
Here's a random thought: What's up with giving a 9 year old a cell phone?
They have these things they're selling just for kids. They're called Fireflys and the buzz and light up when in use. They can be programmed to only send and recieve calls from specific numbers (like Mom and Dad).
I don't know. I didn't even get a cell phone until I was 23. I'm trying to think if I even had a Walkman when I was 9.
I think the weatherman's mad at me today because I cut his time. Oh well, how was I supposed to know the reporter was going to go long?
Hmm. Thinking about something fun to do tonight. The Cincinnati Art Museum is always good, and the admission is free. Then again, it's Singles Night at the Hyde Park Kroger.
I'm sure there are plenty of men cruising for melons.