We are all just prisoners here lalala

I cannot believe they're giving another half day off tomorow, a decision that would extend the long weekend to an even longer one.

My, er, new-found buddies want to do some side-betting worth $200. Dont know if Im up to it, think Im getting too old for such adventures, my heart probably cant take it. I do not have a healthy heart. In fact sometimes I wonder if I have any heart at all.

I love one of my instructors. At the age of 50 plus he played hotel california for us while we were resting. The song's music intermingled with the sounds of idling engines and hammers on metal, and, coupled with the dark and dank environment of the workshop, gave me a rather exquisite taste that, surely, cannot be felt anywhere else unless you were a lone traveller lost in a desert.

I suspect my instructor has a healthy heart.