coming home with an empty pocket.

Greetings, Earthlings.

for months i have been slogging my glutinous maxi mus off.
pleasing the guests and trying not to awake the sleeping monster that is The Boss.
for months i have been living in frugality,
waking up before the mouses,
battling snow and wind, racing against time to tap the punch clock.

and now it is time.
the last piece of jewel in the hourglass is about to fall,

it is time.
from a mere zero, the dimes and quarters now sits at a comfortable weight,

the final jewel drops.
it is now to bid fare thee well to the tree and snow coated giant triangles that greets me every morning,

as i start the end of my adventure back to the liar i call home,
the silvers will caramelize back to zero,

because
YES BABY!
I AM GOING TO HIGH FIVE SOME TOPLESS STRIPPERS IN LAS VEGAS!
SLAP MICKEY IN THE BUTTCHEECKS IN LOS ANGELES!
MARCH THE GAY PRIDE PARADE IN SAN FRANCISO!
and
give u a big warm fuzzy hug in Malaysia. :)

but first,
PARTY TILL WE"RE BROKE YO!!!!!!!!!!!!

i've work hard. its time play hard.