Just a little Jazzy

Oh wow! I had a good time tonight. Sorry about the semi to almost completely dullish post earlier today. I wanted to put something down, but I was in a hurry. You know how it goes. Indeed.

So I ended up getting to work today. I really didn't do much work. I did get to go to McDonald's before I went to my office, hehehe, and I picked up a Egg McMuffin (super size, super size, it's a beautiful thing). I think about that movie every time I go to McDonald's now. I don't know if that is a good or a bad thing. I just know that I like being addicted to fatty foods. yum. :o) What was my point??? Oh.....I picked up some food for me and the new receptionist chick, Jessica. It made me about 15 minutes late for work too. I work hard to keep my reputation. lol.....as a slacker!! I sat down at my desk and ate my breakfast. Pretty much my day consisted of answering retarted questions that (I'm sorry) people of college age should already know the answer to. Why are people so special the older they get???? I felt like the all-knowing genie. Of course, I don't have a lamp. I need one. I did a little crochet work and finished up a scarf I was making for Darby, my seven year old neighbor across the parking lot. I helped a few computer illiterate people today too. I mean, yeah, I'm not that talented at computer work even though I know a good bit, but I know they aren't as dumbfounded as they let on about things.

*Choosing not to write about someting I wanted to write about because I changed my mind at the last minute*

Let's see.....cut to the chase. I went over to my friend Dave's house to "jam out". I took my trumpet, which I haven't played in probably 3 years. It was so much fun just getting to let go and play. It took me a little while to get my mouth set again. It felt great. I miss music. I miss that feeling I get when have the chance to compose. It's such a high.

I stayed over at Dave's house for about two hours. Just got home a little while ago. My toes feel like ice cubes. I like it. hehe Oh, to let you know, my dog Joe was named by his previous owners. It is actually short for Joey. I'm not much on Joey's, never really have been, so I shortened it to Joe. Whenever my brother Joe is around, I call my doggy Little Joe. It works out.

I wanted to do a "Day in the Life of....." kind of post, but I decided against it. Maybe some other time I will get the chance to share my agenda with you. hehe, it's not like it's that interesting. I feel the need to create. I want to do art. I want to use my hands and plan a piece. I miss art school soooooo much. Sooooooooo much. :o(

Gosh, I feel like I could put much more, but I'm trying to keep it down to a minimum. I don't want to bore everyone to death. I guess I'll cut it out here. More to come!