I really don’t have much to say through the foggy haze of my sleep-deprived mind, but 2 things:

1)  Why, why — when he knows I have a job that keeps me up half the night on the weekends and he’s been a bartender himself, would my neighbor decide that 8:00 a.m. is an appropriate time to use a chain saw?

It kind of makes me hate the suburbs.

2)  Did you know that Fayetteville, NC, approximately 20 minutes away from where I live, is where the American Humanist Association is apparently planning a 2-day extravaganza with over 175,000 attendees to celebrate what they expect to be the failure of the prediction that the world will end tonight?

All I can say is if the world doesn’t end tonight, it should be one Hell heck of a party.

The Rapture is predicted to happen at 6:00.  I’m supposed to be at the bar to work at 6:00.

Honestly?  I can’t say I’ll be too bummed if I don’t make it.

P.S.  How much you wanna bet that my ex-counselor won’t be attending the Atheist party?