Have you had a look at the calender? Yep, it's Friday, we made it! Well, assuming nobody gets taken out by a bus yet today. Getting run over then dragged along stuck to the undercarriage of the bus as your bleeding body gets mangled beyond all recognition, leaving body shrapnel spewed all over Main street until the bus driver stops the bus and hears the people waiting at the bus stop shriek and scream in terror when they gaze upon the bloody stump that was once your body.
Let's assume the odds of that happening are slim and we can thusly state with confidence that we have indeed made it to the end of another "working" week. Okay, come to think of it, that's assuming you're not actually working over the weekend, or you don't live in Iceland where it's actually Monday morning right now. If that's the case go ahead and skip down to the next paragraph.
Today I'm listening to a tape1 on setting goals. Good stuff, makes a lot of sense. In fact the first goal that I wrote down is to set some goals. There it is, in black and white. See, that's what's called a short term goal. You're supposed to make a bunch of long term goals then break them down into a bunch of short term goals then, well, you achieve them. So it's like this: Set long term goals -> set short term goals -> Achieve goals -> marry Super Model and make millions -> QED. Pretty simple, eh? Seems so but it takes this guy about 4 hours to get through it all.
Speaking of tapes1 I was kinda fooling around with making a funky version of Oya Comma Va but lost interest in it, so I'm tossing it out for the unwashed masses. It's only the intro and the main verse part, which, truth be told, is most of the song. Here ya go: Oh Yeah Coma Va. I don't know, I might go back and finish it sometime, maybe hack a funky Latino type solo in there, but probably not.
One thing I know for sure that I will finish is today's lunch. Yep. I have plans on visiting the local Sub shop for a giant vat of rigatoni, with a side salad (French on the salad) and a toasted garlic roll. MMMMMmmmmmmmmm. I don't know what you cretins are going to be eating but rest assured it won't be as good as my lunch.
Right. I'm gonna hit submit then get back to work. Well, mostly get back to work.
 - Tape == mp3.
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