Today, I worked for several hours. I missed out on a gorgeous beach day. I played some mean, and crappy, pool games.
I bought flowers which just didn't seem to cut it since I forgot the note. I spent a few minutes with my girlfriend. I was given a couple of shirts and a belt.
I smell like smoke. I taste like smoke. I am eating cookies because everyone else is asleep. The cookies do not taste like smoke.
I have pool chalk and the like all over my hands and I wish I had some milk for my cookies.
I plan to do some dishes and see the beach today with my new friend, my best friend, and my old best friend. As well as their associated women.
Some may show up, some may not.
I don't have a dime to my name for my wallet.

Frankly, life could only be better if I was able to crawl upstairs and share the covers with my lover who would likely already be fast asleep.

Right now I am going to brew some coffee and do some dishes to compensate for that hour we lost a little while ago.
Hopefully, today will be a good day.