I couldn't sleep until the cows came home

Hockey is life

Spending all this time at the the bar and live tweeting about the NHL has led me to forget about a lot of things.

Like my enthusiasm for my construction job. At least most the guys at work can talk sports, lke Luigi, Santos, Bill and Basil. I will miss those guys.

This morning, I was forced to quit. Maybe I was fired. So what.

I fell asleep in an unfinished basement, behind the furnace and the boss was the first one to find me and wake me up.

I was ready to quit that job anyways and and become a poet.

With all the playoff excitement and the overtime games make it hard to get to bed early.

I'm not made for construction work.

I was always looking at the clock all day anyways, I Couldn't wait to leave.