"if you think i'm sexy ... and you want my body ... c'mon baby, let me know ..."

hax2 ... AND THEN SOME ... a snapshot of my daily.

-i get up-
my cellphone alarm goes off. really though, i wake up 5-10 minutes before and contemplate getting up right then or waiting. phuggit. SHOWER TIME! my whole "get ready" routine in the morning takes roughly about 15 minutes. i do have my drag booty days - so then it goes to 20. and then on my "oh shiet i woke up late" days, it can be as short as 7 minutes. i had it down to a whole 5 minutes once, but then the back of my shirt was always soaked by the time i got to work ... so i decided the extra 2 minutes was worth it... blowdrying my hair, that is.

-driving to work 21 miles-
i am so NOT the indy 500 race car driver. i have been considerably speedier than before, but compared to everyone i know (and their mamas) ... i'm still the mayor of slow okole city. meanwhile, i still like to classify myself as a moderate driver. good shiz.

i hate driving in traffica dot com. that is why i choose to drive during the early butt crack of dawn twilights as opposed to the regular morning rush hour o.c.-ness. yep. i'm also really anal about how much gas i have in the tank. dependent on the time of year, sometimes half is almost equivalent to empty in my mind ... so i always do a quick check in the morning. i have a remote starter on my car, so by the time i get to it i just go - click 1 click 2 - and then i'm off. i like to listen to any of the talk radio - because it is either informing, funny or both and because music in the morning is either awful (every other song is r. f'n kelly) or non-existent. if i'm really into a cd or am in the mood to hear some feel good hip hop or cry baby sap, then i'm usually listening to my ipod. and yes, i am a victim of ipod A.D.D. aren't we all? lol.

drive. merge before the bump. blink. speedpass rocks some sweet ooty. 53.then algonquin. that's me. busy a couple of turns to get on meacham and the parking lot.

-eery silence-
the walk from my car to the actual door to my building is quite short, but in the early morning air it seems like forever. that is the one moment of the day, when my mind goes on pause. things look clearer. i can feel the air going in and out of my lungs. and i'm ok. i can be sick. i can be stressed. i can be hurting. i can be limping. i can be depressed. i can be sleepless. but this 3 minute walk ... welp, no one can take this away from me.

-work-
i won't bore you with the details, but if you really want to know ... just ask me and we'll talk about it over some good grub and libations.

-chill-
chill time is the greatest time. sometimes i mess with my car. more recently, i've been messing with my bike. if i'm really lucky, my niece and/nephew are at my p's house and i get to play with them forever. i love helping out. they are too cute. if it's a regular day, i might just go to bally's or the wellness center at work to get my swerve on. lol. i'm trying to be strong so i can roll with the ladies of triple threat. aww yeah. pics and pc stuff take the night away from me. if i sleep, great. i usually take a few hours to nap. after that, i try to read what's around the bahay ... random books, magazines, or what's the latest tech news online. and then we start all over again. on the real, thank goodness for the weekend.