Friday I'm In Love

No, I'm not.
I just put that because it's a phrase.
And it's Friday.
I'm the only one at the office today.
It's cool because I can listen to music.
And work at my own pace.
By work, I mean not work.
I am 'training' for a race.
I use the word training loosely.
Mostly I just run around my block.
My iPod device tells me how far I've gone.
Yesterday I ate an Atomic Fireball while running.
I bet I'm the only person on Earth who eats candy during exercise.
Probably kind of defeats the purpose.
But after my run, Tiger Woods said I'd recorded my fastest mile yet.
Coincidence?
I think not.
One bad thing about running is that my face turns red.
Bright red.
As red as an Atomic Fireball.
As red as the heart on my Virginia is for Lovers shirt.
Will you get disapproving looks for wearing that shirt?
The answer is yes, yes you will.
Get your minds out of the gutter, pervs.
That's what I say.
Tonight I am going to a dessert birthday party.
I am taking cannoli.
I made the shells last night.
I made them miniature.
Bite-sized cannoli?
Delicious.
Tomorrow I am getting a haircut.
But probably it will just be a trim.
I am growing my hair out.
I need to be able to pull it back when I go to Greece.
Because I don't trust those voltage converters.
And I don't want to be responsible for exploding the hotel.
Or destroying my electronics.
That would be even worse.
These are things that I have to consider.
So I will grow my hair out.
Just to be safe.
Now I think I will play some Yahoo! games.
And then I will do some insurance.
It's going to be a hot time
In the old town
tonight!