Monday, Monday

We must take advantage of the opportunities that are given to us; The opportunities we are not given, we must give to ourselves.

TGIM- Not!

I hate to be the bearer of bad news. It bums me out. I am bummed, but hey, I am just doing my job, right? These days are when I hate my job the most, especially when it's our word against theirs. It reminds me of the Cohen brothers' movie, "Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?" when this little boy sitting outside with a shot gun asks, "Are you from the bank? My daddy says to shoot people from the bank." At least, I think that line is from that movie. My brain is so fried, I just don't know anymore.

The weekend was fine. I gigged Friday night and drove home in several inches of snow. It was scary to say the least. Then, I had to get up and work the next day. After work, I went home and napped, then went to a CD release party at this venue called The Focal Point. The CD release party was for my boyfriends original band, Salt Of The Earth. Yes, it is folk or "roots rock." I knew most of the songs, because I go to rehearsals with my boyfriend from time to time. I enjoy their music. Plus, I have never been to a CD release party. I needed to educate myself.

I went to a great Greek restaurant on Sunday called colossus. I ate souvlaki, which is similar to a gyro, only I had chicken souvlaki. Then, I had the best Baklava ever.

I suppose I better get back to work, then school. I am too stressed to be silly today, not to mention, my colon is hating me from all of the meat I ate this weekend, White Castle in particular.