Today was a good day!

Today has been a great day! Short of being awakened by a Victoria’s Secret model suffering from nymphomania and holding this weeks winning Lotto ticket, I have to say it was almost like a dream. I know I was awake though, because I was still working. And I have this one rule in my dreams that I can’t be at work, not to say that I’m unemployed in my dreams, because then I would have to dream up a resume and food stamps. And let’s face it I have better dreams than that! I am usually independently wealthy from the sale of drugs or guns, and either I have a big green land squid in my backyard or I have got to stop licking the stickers at Wal-Mart. They never taste like a smiley face anyways. They taste like a homeless person's hands. Not that I've ever licked the digits of a hobo, nor would I try. Most of them won't let go of their damned carts long enough. Fuckin' greedy dry fingered bastards!