Jimmy's car is in the shop and so he's taking the bus to work, which means, I need to drop him off at the bus stop. It's pick up is 6:12 so my morning is a bit rushed. Thankfully they figured out what's wrong with his truck (something about the steering column) and it will all be good today. I feel bad he's got to take the bus but he really doesn't seem too bothered by it. I picked up him last night at the bus stop (on Montgomery not too far from home) around 5:30. He's a better person than I am...I'd be calling in sick.
I also have another early morning meeting this morning but it's not the 1/2 day professional one that I talked about yesterday. That got cancelled, thank you Jesus. I'm sure it will be rescheduled but for now, I'm happy I won't have to sit and listen to an annoying person.
Dinner tonight: I believe I'll make a cobb salad tonight. Yummy.
Coolio died. That sucks. They say his heart stopped. That's a joke...though I know it isn't funny that Coolio died but it's something that Jimmy and I always say when someone passes. It'll go something like this: Me: "Did you hear that so-and-so died?" Jim: "Really? How?" Me: "They say his heart stopped." It's funny because everyone dies because their heart stops. Get it?
Okay well, I need to finish my routine so Jim doesn't miss the bus. I mean, Jim's obviously already missed the bus figuratively but I don't want him missing it literally.
K - happy Thursday. WHO DEY! Go Bengals! Later!
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