Ay Papi am I ever tired
I have a great pic to go with this post, but its at home and I am not.
I really don't feel like working today.
But I don't feel like blogging either.
I certainly don't feel like riding my bike.
I don't feel like doing chores or going to the bank.
I don't want to check my voicemail.
I don't want to deal with the pesky spamware my laptop caught in Bakersfield.
I don't ever want to live in Bakersfield.
I don't want a yip yip dog.
I don't want to put water in my windshield wiper thingie.
I don't want to renew my driver's license.
I don't want to drink decaf.
I don't want to type this.