No Time

I'm amazed I have time to type this.

I have laundry to do.

I have to get ready to go to Pittsburgh. And probably a zillion other things before I go to bed tonight.

The plus that goes along with the busyness is that I'm going to get loads of pictures today and a new Hard Rock shirt. (Yeah, like I need another one of those)

So who cares if I don't have enough time to breathe.

Breathing isn't necessary, right?