17.

Today was just a day. 

An ordinary, uneventful day that just did not seem to end.

I now wake up at about 7 so I can take my sister too school. I'm guessing that's why everything seems so drawn out. 

The shop was OK today. Me and Koontz unloaded some freight and got clever with some space saving.....I felt like I was ditching him when I had to go to my other job though. Sorry Koontz! I love you man. I didn't even want to go!

I went to the school and played some kickball, or at least tried to(I have an ingrown toenail, its pretty nasty, maybe I will take a picture)running and kicking is tricky. I bought some Epsom salt and have been soaking my big toe for about 2 hours. I have an appointment next Wednesday at the Podiatrist to end this shizz.

The hell that is "Bike Week" has not even officially started and I have seen about 3 accidents already that have involved a motorcycle. Go Figure! I can't wait for next week when I will be able to hear faint "Burn-Outs" at S.B.B. followed by alcohol-fueled hooting and hollering. We should have gone to Hatteras. It's alright I am not bitter or anything. 

I feel like a real blogger now because I am complaining about something while sitting in my room!

I want chad to come home. 

I want to write.

I want to record.

I want to tour.

-Alejandro