I feel like crap today. That's become a recurring theme, and it bites. I've got to find a way to get out of this rut. September is the bestest month, and October second-bestest. I MUST NEEDS enjoy them.
Wise old Navajo medicine man say "No like'em cheese. Choke'em butt." (I know Court, not politically correct. Don'care.)
I MUST address my bug problem with my landlord, as well as the other issues which eat at me. This week I must do so. Make it so, numbah one.
I need to finish my timesheet today. Fuckity fuck. I hate it. I'd better go do, tho - have NO idea when my boss will be in.
Mom and I have decided to go to Pittsburgh and see the Chihuly exhibit in October. She will have knee surgery next week, and will need a few weeks to recover enough to walk a lot. That should give me time to work up to it, if I'd get off my lazy ass. Maybe I'll make Scarlett show me the creek today before dinner. That will be a nice walk if it's not too hot. I need to familiarize myself with those woods, maybe I can find a spot in them for just me. Otherwise I need to get some candles onto the back porch, and get a decent set of chairs out there. Outdoor furniture should be on special now that summer's officially over. I'll put my candle holders in the dish washer and start using them. Yeah, that's the ticket. I make such big plans. I rarely feel well enough to follow through. One thing at a time, I guess.
OH! Denise, Leigh, Jenny, Courtney - we MUST go to the Parkersburg haunted walk. Scarlett has wanted to for several years, and I'd love to give it a shot. Would Billie go? Danyel? It could be a Leighs-house road trip. More the merrier.
Okay, so. Now I'm really done.
I have spoken. All depart. (waves rajah hands)