A Working Man's Diary Almost Died Today

Today I realized what it would be like to have a child get lost in the grocery store. Every day on my morning commute I check the blog just to proofread and make sure there aren't any glaring errors. When I did my usual routine, I almost burst into tears of pure confusion and fear. Typed in the URL and all I saw was "Debt Consolidation" and "This page doesn't exist." Was WMD gone forever?

Every year in March I get asked to renew the name "www.workingmansdiary.com" and I always toss that shit aside and ignore it. In my head, I pretend that Google needs me more than I need them even though they're worth exactly (whatever they're worth)+(zero) more than me. Sometimes I take for granted how much this very stupid website is a part of my every day life. It's at the point where every weekday it's: go to work, go to gym, write blogs, make dinner, crush TV shows, sleep. Ladies?!

My apologies to those of you trying to log-on creepily late last night (you're my favorite readers) or early this morning. I made sure this won't happen again. For now, Dub Jeezy ain't going anywhere.