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I only want to be with you, baby, and nobody else...

I'm sitting at work listening to my Los Lonely Boys CD. They sing in Spanish and, of course, English. I like it a lot. ..."'Cause i only want to be with you. The only girl i see is you, baby and nobody else!."

Anyhow, my appendages are cold. The ac is on too high and I'm not completely sure if I have control of the temperature. I haven't found the thermostat yet. No one has come in today and I have a bajillion phones to take inventory of. I should probably work on that. My attention span isn't cooperating today. I think it's because I'm so cold. The cold is making my shoulder ache. Maybe it's because I slept on it wrong last night.

Speaking of sleep. I haven't gotten used to the fact that I have to open the store at 9am. I know it's been less than a month since I quit the gas station at which I had to be there at 9am everyday; but still. I've gotten used to staying up late - as in 2 or 3am - and not having to wake up till 10 or 11am. Sometimes later...much later.

Okay...um...

I'm running out of things to blog about. My conscience is telling me to work on the phone inventory. My shoulder is telling me to pop some Tylenol or Aleve. My id is telling me to just take a nap outside on the grass in the delicious sunshine.

*sigh*

I think my conscience is winning...
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