this little journal

I was beginning to think that doing this little journal was a waste of time, but I’ve gotten to enjoy it, and it keeps me on track. The comedy was painfully funny last night — too bad the venue was less than wonderful. I’d say more, but one of those jokes, or more of them, might show up in my weekly scopes. I’ve spent an entire day uploading, refining and then correct a mass of material I had in place. I’m trying to get all the romance stuff out of the way before the end of the month. I mean, February is Valentine’s Month. I did get a little break and quick chance to hike up to the bank, long enough to deposit small check and grab a cup of coffee at Ruta Maya. Then a cigar with Sean M., and it’s back to work…. Bubba Night, tonight.