I’d like to speak to the manager!!!

My boyfriend is asleep next to me.

We started getting ready for bed at 10:00.

I decided to read.

I’ve read since 11:00. It’s 12:55.

A book called Bungalow Terrace written by my friend Robert Monroe.

I enjoyed the hell out of it till he started killing off my favorite characters.

I had the day off.

I slept late.

Met my friends Michelle and Lisa and toured a historic house.

Then drinks at a bar new to us.

And then dinner with my boyfriend at my new restaurant.

The food, service and experience were superb.

And now it’s 1:00 in the morning. I read for two hours and if Bob would stop killing people id be happy.

Life is good.

And that’s all you can ask for.

And I just discovered my new boss commented on my last post and that makes me happy.

If you know. You know.