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Mistress of the Mist
Back to Reality
Not even a 2-hour delay of my trip from LA to Toronto will make January 24 as the worst day of the year. How can it be? I'll be back in the arms of my one and only.
I arrived just in time before my cab would turn into a pumpkin. And all the stories shared with my wife lasted us til 3 am. So my body was tied to a ball and chain at 6:30 am in time for work. Well, it was harder this time since it was only 3:30 in the morning in LA.
What's worse is that not even Percy of American Idol-New Orleans shouting "Can you dig it?" prancing to James Brown, will make me open my eyes. I was dead to the world. I took the subway and slept through the trip, woke up completing 3 extra subway stops in the opposite direction. In short, I overshot my subway stop! I slept like I never slept for 20 years!
Work isnt getting fun after 2 months and my body and head was aching with my bosses repeating "yagatmapo?", which was sort of an amalgam of "Did you get my point?" and "Can You Dig It?"
Oh well. This is a lot better than being hit by a meteorite. Is it the end of the world yet?