Ok, so it's only Thursdat, but that is close enough for me!!!
The drive in Vehicular homicide count for today = 2 raccoons, 2 opossums, 1 fawn, 1 robin, 1 big black dog and something vaguely squirrel like.
These are new as I didn't see any of them on the drive home last nigit.
Am I weird?
Anyway - this weekend for me is filled to bursting with all sorts of stuffs. Saturdat, after churchy wurchy, I will be helping the folks prepare for a cookout for Dan's family who will be visiting the area from ME. Sunday, another cookout for Megan's b-day, Monday (I know this isn't a weekend, however since I am taking this and Tuesdat off, it is for me!!!) I have to think of something entertaining to do. Tuesdat, Tater needs to get a shot and then I am all sorts of free. I may clean if Dan's family isn't in the way. That would rule. Deep clean that is. Inclusive of mopping, scouring, bleaching, abrasing, etc...
Tonigit I will be happy to get the dishes done.
Last nigit I helped Billy move into her shiny new apartment. She was so giddy. She doesn't have much in the way of possessions yet, but that will soon change as my aunt and I are making plans. OH yes, that will change. We were supposed to go for a walk, but I suppose moving limited items into an apartment is a reasonable and somewhat exercise worthy excuse to not walk.
I was random user searching yesterday afternoon as I didn't want to work, and I have discovered that in the grand scheme of things I am a member of the large portion of the universe that does NOT think deep and intriguing thoughts. Hence my desire to find those that do and then torture myself into not responding for fear I seem inadequate. It's a sickness I think. I also suppose my need to find root these deep thinkers out is cloaking a deep desire to have been one of these people. Then again, everything I read from them is loaded with angst and depression. The woes of those thoughts weigh them down to depths of the sould I couldn't fathom. The burden from the pressure of mere ideas. Imagine that.
I can't. I don't think I have ever had a thought that made an impression on me to an extent that my entire life was going to sink or swim based on my reaction to said thought. Never. Well wait...ummmmmm....nope.
Pity.
Perhaps being shallow and happy is better.
My new code for living is going to be 'everything is going to be all right!" I think I have been living this code for sometime, however have never mentioned it and now it's official I can rest easy. Cause that would have bothered me, not making it official (shaking head and chuckling).
I should pretend I work. Instead of being a banker today I think I will be a NASA control panel person. I will start the count-down at T-7 hours and some odd minutes to take-off.
We have moved to situation yellow. Are the turbo thrusters primed? Hey you, that's my gum.
Wait.
The drive in Vehicular homicide count for today = 2 raccoons, 2 opossums, 1 fawn, 1 robin, 1 big black dog and something vaguely squirrel like.
These are new as I didn't see any of them on the drive home last nigit.
Am I weird?
Anyway - this weekend for me is filled to bursting with all sorts of stuffs. Saturdat, after churchy wurchy, I will be helping the folks prepare for a cookout for Dan's family who will be visiting the area from ME. Sunday, another cookout for Megan's b-day, Monday (I know this isn't a weekend, however since I am taking this and Tuesdat off, it is for me!!!) I have to think of something entertaining to do. Tuesdat, Tater needs to get a shot and then I am all sorts of free. I may clean if Dan's family isn't in the way. That would rule. Deep clean that is. Inclusive of mopping, scouring, bleaching, abrasing, etc...
Tonigit I will be happy to get the dishes done.
Last nigit I helped Billy move into her shiny new apartment. She was so giddy. She doesn't have much in the way of possessions yet, but that will soon change as my aunt and I are making plans. OH yes, that will change. We were supposed to go for a walk, but I suppose moving limited items into an apartment is a reasonable and somewhat exercise worthy excuse to not walk.
I was random user searching yesterday afternoon as I didn't want to work, and I have discovered that in the grand scheme of things I am a member of the large portion of the universe that does NOT think deep and intriguing thoughts. Hence my desire to find those that do and then torture myself into not responding for fear I seem inadequate. It's a sickness I think. I also suppose my need to find root these deep thinkers out is cloaking a deep desire to have been one of these people. Then again, everything I read from them is loaded with angst and depression. The woes of those thoughts weigh them down to depths of the sould I couldn't fathom. The burden from the pressure of mere ideas. Imagine that.
I can't. I don't think I have ever had a thought that made an impression on me to an extent that my entire life was going to sink or swim based on my reaction to said thought. Never. Well wait...ummmmmm....nope.
Pity.
Perhaps being shallow and happy is better.
My new code for living is going to be 'everything is going to be all right!" I think I have been living this code for sometime, however have never mentioned it and now it's official I can rest easy. Cause that would have bothered me, not making it official (shaking head and chuckling).
I should pretend I work. Instead of being a banker today I think I will be a NASA control panel person. I will start the count-down at T-7 hours and some odd minutes to take-off.
We have moved to situation yellow. Are the turbo thrusters primed? Hey you, that's my gum.
Wait.
