  Monday, Monday, boring Monday. It was so quiet at work that I nearly fell asleep at my desk. Sad, but true. Ah, living in NYC - isn't it glamorous? Amanda is coming over tonight to watch Monster House and wrestling. Last night, I had the strangest dream: I was driving through these small narrow streets all over this city. Which city, I have no idea. Finally, I park my car and I end up at this diner where they're serving po-boys with sausage, peppers and mashed potatoes & gravy - all on the po-boy! And I'm upset because they're taking forever to take my order when there isn't anyone there. I remember saying how it had been a whole 30 minutes and they just keep staring at me. Why won't they take my order?!? I think I woke up around 4:30 am with a stomach ache and feeling nauseous. Maybe it was from the po-boy. 
