A train of thought narrative is supposed to just flow. Everyone has them, but you they are supposed to written down for ideas, or just for others to see how you think.

So here we go:

Heartburn. Just now. PBR maybe. Not how I thought I would start this. Of course the heartburn may just be from the food I ate today. Not a healthy day by any means. Coffee, BLT for lunch (turkey bacon of course), tortilla chips, bag of skittles, lots of water, piece of carrot cake, small personal pizza (with some chicken added to it) with hot sauce, and a PBR. Not a lot of food. But still, not a healthy day as far as eating goes.

And I did bike to work today. Third day in a row. 9 red lights on the way to work this morning. I actually counted. And of 8 slow downs. Slowing down for a red light hoping it turns green. So at least once a mile I had to come to a complete stop. I still had an average speed (according to my odometer) was above 17 miles an hour.

Ha. Just remembered. At a red light this morning a guy in a car shouted to get my attention. He said "You're a fast fucker on that bike. I passed you 30 blocks back and your right here next to me."

Angelo is driving me crazy. I don't want him on my lap tonight. Its kinda stagnant in the apartment right now. And he's pretty adamant that he deserves to be on my lap (he doesn't..... he crapped on the floor a few nights ago).

So back to where I was before. Wait no I'm slouching. Shit. This is the wrong chair to slouch in. Hurts my hip. Need a new computer chair. But I've been saying that for a while. Probably wait til August.

Feeling kind of tired lately. When I get some from work I just don't want to do anything. I even backed a carrot cake yesterday. But don't really want to eat it. So it sits in my kitchen. Swig of beer. I may have some sort of slight bug. I have slept a lot the last couple nights, but still tired.

Just yelled at Angelo. Probably shouldn't. He is after all, on of my best friends. Even if he is a cat. But dammit just go lay down. Or play with your toys. Or with Oscar. I fed you and scooped your shit today. Leave me alone. Just for now.

Hommmm...I have to scan my daily drawings tonight. Just got a headache. Swig of beer. Maybe taking my contacts out will help. Was about to get up and take out my contacts. Just sat here instead. Swig of beer. Guess I'll do that now.

Didn't help much. Glasses are dirty too. I'll clean them later. Now its time to finish tonight's drawing and scan the others.

Train of thought. There you go.

Few more things. Just came to me. There's a garden at work. I've never been a big gardener but everyday I find myself weeding the garden and watering the plants. Makes me think of my dad. Every now and then something new comes along that reminds me of how many similarities there are between him and I.

There was something else. Forgot for a second, but recalled again. Wussy. Listening to them right now. But also there is an excellent review of them from NPR on their latest album. You can read it right here.