Hob's Lessons and The All Morning Blues

The Hob must smile at the pretty girls.
The Hob must smile at the pretty girls.

But The Hob must not touch the pretty girls.
But The Hob must not touch the pretty girls.

The Hob must smile at the pretty girls.
The Hob must smile at the pretty girls.

But The Hob must not touch the pretty girls.
But The Hob must not touch the pretty girls.

The Hob must smile at the pretty girls.
The Hob must smile at the pretty girls.

But The Hob must not touch the pretty girls.
But The Hob must not touch the pretty girls.

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"Dude she was totally flirting with you."

"What? No she wasn't."

"Yes, yes she was."

"She's like that every day."

"Then she's flirting with you everyday."

"No way. She's way too hot to be flirting with a lump like me."

"I totally agree. But she's flirting with you anyway so I suggest you do something about it before she comes to her senses."

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Damn. I'm tired. I got out of work at 3 A.M. Monday and originally planned on having someone else close-up so I could get out early Tuesday. Instead I ended up working till a little after 1 A.M. And then, just as I got home, I was called on to go retrieve some people and give them a ride and later return to the ghetto by myself to retrieve their car. It's pouring out this whole time, so by the time I get home it's 5 A.M. and I'm soaking wet. Few hours later I had a contractor's meeting, busted my ass in the office all afternoon. Stopped by the youth room for a few, cleaned up the house just a little bit, tossed and turned all night unable to sleep. Turi stopped by the office this morning to do some measurements for a wall unit for my collection. It's going to look really good.

It's been a rough couple of days, I go from being ahead one day to behind the next. I got a lot of shit on my mind. But things are still pretty good, not great right this second, but still pretty good. If I just get a little more sorted out, and get some sleep, I'll be doing just fine.