Post Turkey Day

I can barely see straight. It's a damn miracle I even woke up this morning. I can't tell you how unfair it is to wake up on the Friday after Thanksgiving and realize you have to go to work to scour through 4 inch files for an audit. I hate audits. I hate the gov. I hate that I'm here. There was no one on the road this morning. Just kept reminding me how stupid it is that I have to go into work today.

More good news--My car died on Wednesday night. I was leaving my friends house and about 15 minutes down the road I notices the lights were really dim. Then it was having trouble accelerating. Then it all together died on the side of the road. I had a friend come and jump me, which worked temporarily. Enough to get Chivvonn down the road a bit before the same symptoms crept back up. Luckily the second time she died as I was coasting down a hill towards an auto repair shop that I had brought my Jetta to before. Nice guy but low and behold, he won't be back in the shop until Monday. Today I borrowed my mom's car, but I have rehearsal tomorrow and Sunday and I just don't know what I'll do. I'm tempted to go out and buy an American car because they're getting cheaper and cheaper, but it's nice not to have monthly payments and also it costs me < $150 to register the old girl. Boooo hooooooooooo. If anyone out there reads this and has exorbitant amounts of cash and wants to buy me a car in good old fashioned holiday spirit, I will be your cabana boy for a year.

Thanksgiving was really nice. I love playing with my 1 1/2 year old niece, she's a ham. And little Luke is such a good baby. He barely cries. Just eats and sleeps and snuggles. He's really strong and pretty much perfect! I can't believe I have a Godson!!!!! The food was really good and the traffic wasn't too bad in Boston.

Hope this finds you all well and happy. I am down but I'm not out.

PS--on the 6th day of no correspondence between me and Montana.