Monday, February 23, 2004

Number 54.....Last call for Number 54. 55 Please...

There is an actual queue outside my office of staff trying to get at me today. It's worse then then trying to get into LUBE after 10:30pm.

Little do they know I've moved to the back of the line so I can get a piece of me too.

I lost my assistant in the the paperwork on my desk a few hours ago. He'll scream when he's hungry I guess.

I can't wait to get back in the air. It's much more sane up there. And there's gin.