I hate waiting for the bus, they're usually so great about being on time that you never have to worry. But last night, I had to wait. It was only for 10 minutes but it was a very long ten minutes, at the end of a very long day.

Once I got on the bus, it filled up quick. The guy that was squeezed up against me smelled like a can of condensed chicken soup, you know the smell, right when you open the can, disgusting. That reminds me, don't buy condensed soup anymore.

I'm thinking about getting a haircut this weekend. I cut my own hair last time and I have a feeling that it looks like I cut my hair last time, ha ha. Some things are best left to the professionals. I don't change my own oil, why give myself a haircut?

Hey, check this out, my cat Evelyn just sat down next to my keyboard.

Bob's cat,

Evelyn
How cute is that?! Cats.

My beloved ipod keeps playing the same songs over and over again. I used to have 1000 songs but I cleared it off to add some new stuff and have it up to 325 songs. I need to add more music but there's only so many Motley Crue records, ha ha. I'm sort-of kidding.

OK, it's late and that's enough for another week.

Stay beautiful,

Bob