So I am working on a beautiful day. Who isn't? Well, I know some that aren't, but I can't be concerned with that. My job is good, pretty manageable and positive. Being a graphic designer with a great, understanding boss is a rarity. I think I'll work here until I am dead. Or the place bursts into flames.
Speaking of my death, I am having some funky heart palpitations. Don't worry, perfect stranger, I am getting checked out by my friend/nurse practitionar tonight. I have been stressing over the band's cd and cd release party (I am in a band called LucaBrasi) and other things, like my wife and my clothing line Mammal. We always have lots going on outside of the day job... and I probably drink too much coffee.
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