There goes Wednesday. Wholly unremarkable. Not much happened at work. Apart from some gay banter with Peter. Always nice. Bent the Boss has been sick this week so there's not much pressure. Cafer disappeared around 11. I didn't last much longer. And tomorrow is May 1st which means the day off. Lifestyles of the rich and famous. Or in my case the bored and lazy.

I'm tired. I will sleep. The solution to all my problems.

You know which X-files episode I like? Improbable. The one with Burt Reynolds as god. Or the devil. Or fate. Or whatever he was. It was funky, I liked it. I wish I could watch it again. I like the idea that the end where everyone was dancing (as I recall, I think) is how god would see the world if he came down on earth. We would all see a big random mess of life but god would see it as one perfect dance, everything connected. There is something soothing in that thought. Not that I have changed my views on religion of course. We're talking about the X-files, not bible study here people.

Alrite then.

Now I'm going to go enjoy the night. I long for the days when I lived for the nights.

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