666

Not that I'm one for fancy number coincidences, today is June 06, 2006. Sixth day, month, and year, and from what I am told this won't be happening again for awhile. Mark of the Beast, ha. When someone says "Mark of the Beast" the first thing that pops into my head is Ron Jeremy, who by the way is actually Jewish (bless you Wikipedia!). The greatest thing about today though is that for a day that holds such a quirky number pattern is that it almost completely passed me by without me even bothering to look up to give it a polite wave as it travels on alone the road. This I realize is mainly because, well, I have better things to do and to 'look up' for besides this. But boy I wished I would have realized about today earlier, work would have been so much more fun. I would have worn a pair of devil horns over my hard hat and an attachable red tail through my coat. When anyone inquires to my horns and tail I would deny that such appendages existed on my body. I would deny deny and deny until finally I burst out into tears and give a choking explanation to my co-workers about the tragic story of by birth. And before I collapse into the arms of the nearest man, sobbing and shaking uncontrollably into his chest, I scream the words, "All I ever wanted was to be loved!". After that and some more screaming and sobbing I'll start throwing in a few mumblings of "But Daddy I want the cookie" or "Mommy I want to ride the pony to!". But I digress that such an oppertunity will never come to pass now because I was to busy to look up and notice the quirky date. How shall I go on. Oh well, will catch up some other time.