cheater.

It's settled, my coffee and a column breaks are being rudely altered. My columnist is on vacation, and he didn't even tell me.
I tried to read another today. I feel like a cheater. Sure, I read plenty of columns, but I was reading this one in STEAD of the other. You'd never hear of a Golden Retriever doing that. It's disloyal.

Well, if it's any consolation, and I'm only trying to console myself, I didn't like the new column. The lady wrote about a date she went on, and how bad it was. I'm sure, if it was me she was dating, I would be completely mortified. It's selfish to write about your friends (and even first dates you'll never see again) like that.

I kind of made it a rule, that somehow I have to keep my friends out of my stories. They're for deep background in some cases, but I'm not just going to run off about them... I guess I'm kind of a hypocrite since I write about them in my blogs sometimes. Well, no one reads these. And I'm not mean about it. Sometimes they say funny things.

Speaking of friends, Z showed me a wicked site today. It's an online juke box, so I've been listening to music all day. It makes the office less dreary.
Still stuffed up today. I think I drove M nuts at the theatre, sniff sniff. Still, it was wicked, we saw two movies. Always wanted to do that. And the best part - they were free.

Words of wisdom... don't sit in an office all day. Listen to lyrics when you hum. Use re-fillable coffee cups when you go to Tim Hortons.