feel so free like a pineapple in a tree

Today I worked. I'm not even going to bother making a list. Mine is not an interesting life, children, but I promise I'll try to do something fun (read: worth reading) before August. Tomorrow is My Day Off, which will invariably be filled with shit I forgot to do earlier this week because I work during pretty much everyone's normal business hours.
Maybe I'll rob a bank while I'm downtown.