A co-worker and I were walking down the hallways today and we both felt like the week had beaten us senseless already. And it was only noon on Tuesday. I think it may be a long week.

But of course I’m still up. Does that mean I don’t have the sense that god gave a newt? Well, first I’d have to agree about the concept of “god” and how I probably don’t think of “god” in any sense other than an abstract representation of the universe as a whole and second I’d have to ask what the question was again because right now I’m thinking that the most attractive woman is one who is carrying a Baskin Robbins Clown Face ice cream cake. You know the one I’m talking about. I used to work at a place where we got cake for everyone’s birthday and the Clown Face cake was my favorite. We got it as a joke and I rated it above the Pearl Bakery and Ja Civa’s. Man it was tasty.

I wonder if that’s my problem. I haven’t tried seducing women with ice cream. Huh.