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The morning simply couldn't pass any slower. Will this weekend ever arrive? I trust that it will, but fuck all if I know why time has thickened. Last night was kinda unexpected. I received some club level tickets to the Astros/Cardinals game last night and really didn't feel like going, so I offered them to Harry. He and his wife met EL and I at the Outback Steakhouse for the drop. They had time for a drink, so they joined our conversation in progress and the minutes turned to hours as the game played on and the club seats wilted in shirt pockets. It was spontaneous and fun... and we all had a great time just sitting there talking. To me, that's what it's all about... conversation with friends... better than a baseball game any day. EL and I did some late night grocery shopping on the way home. I dig grocery shopping at night because the isles are empty and the only absent minded shopper to worry about cart courtesy with is me. My night was only a blink and this morning I desperately wanted to stay in bed. My Herculean effort to drag my ass out of bed for work these days is a testament to how poorly the conditions are in the office. I used to love to come to work. I loved my job. Now, I still like who I work with and the idea behind what I do, but it has been poisoned by corporate greed and we are all paying the price for someone else's moral decay. Everyday at lunch, I talk myself out of a few pints of Guinness and skipping the rest of the day. All I can think about is going home to sweet EL or how I will spend my precious weekends. It's a sad existence mid-day. On a bright and cheery note, a new baby giraffe was born on Monday at the Houston Zoo. The average gestation period for a giraffe is 457 days. I find that amazing. Anyhoo, I want to go photograph the baby... especially since I've never seen a baby giraffe in meatspace. I have only been to the Houston zoo one time and the most amazing thing about it (to me) is the unbelievable number of rabbits. There are more fucking rabbits running around at the Houston zoo... wild... than I've ever see outside a rabbit farm. Yes, I've been to a rabbit farm.