Tired as F*ck, but I'm Going to Miami

I had an out of body experience today.

I left work at 7pm, got home at 9!! Stupid stupid stupid trains. And being the genius I am, from staring at a PC screen for 11 hours, I decided to read my book throughout the whole train-mishap ordeal. I think I read close to 100 pgs (normally I'll read less than 20 b/c I'd get home by then). I think that's why I can't see straight. Halfway through trying to get home, my brain did a complete shut down (this is where I began to feel like my brain and body were two totally separate entities): I didn't know where I was, what train I had to board next, what music I was listening to, who was next/in front of/behind me, what stop I got off on (good thing it was my stop), and then I think I forgot to chew my dinner since I inhaled it anyway. To top it off, I have to be in early in the office again.

So now I'm asking myself "WTF am I doing in front of the PC after all that crap!?!?" This is why I'm not normal.

I go to work dressed like its October b/c that's the temperature in the office (I have the sniffles now, thank you very much to that f-in' high powered A/C vent over my desk!!). So naturally, the subways, and yes, sometimes train cars, are 150 degrees... while I have a sweater on!

wow. I'm pooped.

On a positive, positive note, Jackie is taking me to Miami for her Bday. She's paid for my trip there, and we're staying w/ her family. Sweeeeet. I'm looking forward to road trips, half a day at South Beach, Colombian and Cuban food, and the beach!