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Sunny Day, and here I am.. 2:23 p.m. 2005-03-11 It is a beautiful day outside, and here I am in front of a computer. Something is terribly wrong. I don't belong here. I belong outside. I cannot begin to explain how terribly boring it is here at work. There is nothing to do. I sat in the closet running criminal records all morning, and I hate to admit this, but my right hand is sore from clicking the mouse while I was playing solitare for an hour. I think I should leave work early today and do the errands I was going to do after work, and maybe look and see if I can drive over the hill and make it home before 6pm. I was listening to the Oldtime R&B radio station, and the song Roller Coaster came on. Now, is it true that some woman died while the recorded that song in the studio, and that you can hear the lady screaming? I heard that a long time ago, but I don't know if that is true or false. Let me know. I'm bored. Coelha@aol.com |