dear boy, have a cigar. you???re gonna go far, fly high.

The days consist of nothing but random-ness. Theres alot on my mind these days. Every night before i go to sleep i ask myself if i'm sick of being "me". But then i guess i was always sick of me maybe i just gave it some focused attention now. Hmppfff. Either way, i'm a lil sick of myself. Okay, let me be clear, i'm terribly sick of myself. That makes more sense.

I got to see 'becker' yesterday night. Heh, the show is so much fun. Monday nights you get too hear so much laughter.