Breath our scents, walk our landscape, hear our melodic dialects, delight in our savory morsels, touch each rich texture, and the southern essence remains a mystery. The ethereal south, unfathomable to the five senses, lives in the heart. If you believe in magic, and can survive the devastating passions of an open heart, just possibly, you stand a chance of living a moment as a southerner. Most people aren't brave enough to be southerners, even the ones that are.

Friday, September 15, 2006

TGIFF!

Thank God it's finally Friday!...Ha! You thought I was gonna use that other word didn't you? Plitttt!



It got crazier at work this week, another long timer was shown the door. That's two out the door this week. Soon there will be no one left that knows what they are doing. I plan to enjoy the weekendender, one way or the other, probably the other... Work will still suck on Monday, so I plan to let it lie there without my worry, all weekend. There! Take that neglect, you sucky work!

Dread
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