five twenty eight five twenty eight this day should have been over hours ago fridays drag on so long over here why cant the people here understand fridays nevan walks in with a mouth full of cake he doesnt know who its for oh my god five thirty he says five twenty nine i say i had a meeting he says and runs out the door grabbing another piece of cake simon is singing queen in his office for some reason there is a scott in a meeting with davide i want to go to scotland i wouldnt mind being a sheep farmer for a living why are people in small villages always aching to get out of them what a sweeping generalization jo good one jo what the hell jo why am i suddenly so aware of my elbows all of the sudden why have i chosen to draw a world map on my wall instead of just tacking one up like most people do is it because i dont want to pay for the framing yes i think thats it but come on jo consider the man hours you could be doing something else with the fifty hours its going to take you to draw that and fifty hours of your work is worth at least a thousand dollars so basically you are paying one thousand dollars for the priviledge of getting pencil smudged all over yourself while you sketch the world onto your wall maybe a nice framing job would have been a better way to go how much bacon could i buy for one thousand dollars probably a lifetime of bacon actually maybe only a years supply of bacon it really depends on how much you like your bacon when did i switch to writing in the third person i am not in the custom of talking to myself i never stand in the shower telling myself youre not sick youre not sick i never eat half of a snickers and then decide that i dont want the rest i never eat snickers anyway theyre gross i will never understand why anyone would choose a snickers over a regular chocolate bar how can a man whos warm understand the man whos cold?