...
What day is it?
Couldn't sleep, couldn't sleep, couldn't sleep... whaaaaam... nowhere land... and waking up mad because developers were sneakily trying to carve out pieces of people's properties in a strategic way that would end up giving them the whole properties behind the owners' backs. By the time my eyes were open these properties had turned into my mother's property — wait, wait, this isn't a dream — and I was all muddled and cursing about the situation and putting my pants on my head and trying to find the bathroom out my front door.
You're all lucky it's raining out there and my neighbors are all huddled away from their windows.
What?
More coffee.
always and any time....
