I've about had it with the rain. Sunday and yesterday nothing but gray skies and wet streets. Oh the streets. I need some sun to cheer me up! I wonder if New York's still having a drought? I guess I could find that information in the paper. I had a good day at work yesterday. Just take it as it comes, that's all you can do. I had a crazy dream last night that I was hanging out with a member of the rap group Outkast. I remember I was trying to give Dre my business card.

Sometimes my dreams are strange

I'm not sure why I was trying to give him my card but I'm not a dream analyst either. Sleep is good. Not a whole heck of a lot going on. If you missed yesterday's diary, please go back and check it out. I enjoyed it.

I rode the bus last night with my friend Cara. It's always nice to see a friendly face on the bus. Talking to someone that you know is a kind of protection from all the other cretins that wear too much perfume or feel the need to share their life by talking on the cell. Why do men wear ungodly amounts of cologne? Sweet Lord, don't they know how bad they smell? It's like riding the bus with a French whore. I had to get that out, excuse me. I got home, fed the cats, talked on the phone and turned on the tube. Nothing on. I put in my favorite film, Easy Rider. Oh sweet butter, is that a good movie! If I've seen it once, I've seen it 100 times. Looks like it's going to be a beautiful day today, thank goodness. And the price for a regular gallon of gas is between $1.33 and $1.39 -- Just thought I'd throw that in. Short and sweet, that's it. Have a great day. God Bless America.