2002-02-04 5:07 p.m.
"I'd gather up the things he left behind and stretch them on our bed each night I breathe you and become high" ~ Love Jones

This morning I got to work and I wasn't feeling my outfit that I had on. Even though I was late getting to work this morning, I still didn't feel comfortable with the outfit. After going down to the break truck to grab something to snack on I got back to my desk and mouthed the word "Pump," to myself (Don't ask me why the word 'Pump' came outta of my mouth ... It just did.) I had to laugh because it sounded so slick ... I guess I was on a Natural High and my outfit started to look so much better to me.

Last night I had Sunday dinner with a group of friends ... and the dinner was well prepared. You can never go wrong with Ribs, Baked Beans, Potato Salad, Corn On The Cob, and Cornbread. We usually get together and just shoot the breeze but last night was different ... I'm really not sure how to describe the mood of the night, but it was weird. Nonetheless I managed to have a good time ... and the food was good.

Today at work I had a stimulating conversation with a Co-Worker. She sits across from me and we somehow we got on the subject of love ... and it put a smile on my face.

Alright -- I'm Gone

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