the only way to really know.

...is to let it go.
click: maybe.

fingers crossed for now: job interview tomorrow a.m.


never did make it to the beach today as planned. the clouds rolled in, and out, and back in, so just margarita(s) (only two between kam and i), quesadillas and honey girls before work tonight.
i'm still waiting for the promnt on a collective strike, blow off.
every evening as i drive to work and take the kapiolani exit i dream of just saying, "f*$# it," keep on keepin' on, and just watch the sunset in north shore and never look back.
but, until that day, i slave away.
t-minus: 1 hr and 21 mins.

again: fingers crossed for tomorrow. you take care me; i take care you.