Just a follow-up to let you know how things went. Everything got done. (Of course) The ghetto 7-eleven didn't have the Starbuck's Frappuccino. However, they have a French Vanilla slurpee type thing that was very good. Got the job done. It was also cheaper then a Frappucino. I got 16 ounces for $2.09. Pretty good. Frappucino's are quite expensive. I actually had to sew during my lunch hour to get everything done, but it got done. My girl T hooked up the good lunch. I went over her house during my lunch hour to finish the last touches on my client's outfits. (She lives right near my job) So I guess it was a good day. Now, it's off to Erica's wedding reception. I'm so excited to see the "married lady".

Well until the next time. No sleep is out. Email me some time. Let me know someone is reading.

It's 3am now and you guessed it, I really can't sleep. And the funny thing is I'm soooooo tired. I had to get up mad early this morning to finish a project for someone. I intended to get up at 4. I was just to tired to finish last night. Happens some times. I guess I'm just getting old. Now, I have another hour of sleep, and I can't sleep. I really need some coffee. Don't have any here. Do I really want to get up and go to 7-eleven. Don't know. I have some tea, but I don't think it'll work for me. I use to have friends that were coffee friends, not anymore. You know the type, the kind that were always willing to stay up with you no matter what. Nowadays, no one is a night owl. If they are, they're going to bed about now. Bathing suits have been on my mind, which equals no sleep for me. Damn, I gotta long day ahead of me. My girl Erica is getting married today. That's so cool. Marriage is a wonderful thing. If I were to get married, my husband would have to be a coffee friend. He would have to be able to stay up with me. Or at least wake up early with me. I don't think too many men are willing to do that. Most men have no trouble sleeping when you want to wake up. On this note, I think I need to go to 7-eleven. A mocha frappuccino is calling me. Maybe I need 2.

In the evolution of my mind, sometimes things get left behind. Lately, I've been doing too much sleeping. Edgar Allan Poe once said that sleep are little slices of death. No wonder pregnant women sleep all the time. Part of you is dying. (No, I'm not pregnant) Whoa! That's too deep for me to contemplate at this very second. Too much deep thought can make a creative mind dizzy. This is the very first post to this "new page" and it's in the middle of the afternoon. Again, another deep thought.