I lied.

I'm sorry, I lied.  Yesterday I studied like a demon and today I took and passed my test.  I do have to get the state to do a background check and look at my fingerprints, they have to make sure that I'm not my evil twin after all, but I should be a working man again in a few weeks.

Today, after I don't know how much driving (I hate driving) and errands my wife said "Let's go to the gym when you get home".  Okay, I didn't go yesterday and this is leg day; I like leg day.  According to bicyclist slang I could be called various nicknames:  a Minotaur (my calves are big), a hammer (my thighs are big), or a Clydesdale (I bigger than your average bike rider).  That is due to the fact that I have big legs and when I work legs it's exhausting.  What does that mean?  I'm freaking tired.

I was going to write some serious business piece about communications, but I'm tired.  I'm going to read for recreation and go to bed.  Good night and see you tomorrow.

P.S.  I passed my test.