I'm Pre Needing A Preneed But That Doens't Take Away My Will To Do So
I had a wealth of little thoughts that I felt the urge to post about:
Next week I'm back to a 20ish hour work week. But how long that will last is anyone's guess.
Last night when I was talking to Cody online he sent me a prototype for his senior picture. Made me wish even more that I could make a real photography Class banner. Anyone up for a photoshoot? lol.
The episode of Oz last night (5.08 "Impotence") is the one where the narrator dies. It was sad but awesome. I've been considering lately writing up an informal will/preneed of stuff I'd like to have at my funeral, who to make sure knows I'm dead, and stuff like that. I'd want it to be like a big get-together for the people who knew me to get to know each other more. Is that morbid? I think it's kind of fun actually. To have little thoughts to give everyone and such. To have the files taken off my computer and shared or something (like the drawings and stuff).
I found out yesterday that Scotty owns horses up north. And he used to do junior rodeo. With chaps, a giant belt buckle, and a hat. And... bwahahahahaha. I couldn't get the smile off my face because it was so hilarious to think about. When I asked if there was chaps he said "I hope that's not part of your fantasy or something." To which I was like ew. lol.
Yesterday I stabbed my right index finger on some pin I didn't even see while sweeping. Um. Boo. Then later I was walking out into the store to pick up a chair and realized my left index finger had a cut and there was dried blood all over it. I wonder how I missed that happening? Then the band-aids interfered with my touch pad on the Powerbook.
That's all.
Next week I'm back to a 20ish hour work week. But how long that will last is anyone's guess.
Last night when I was talking to Cody online he sent me a prototype for his senior picture. Made me wish even more that I could make a real photography Class banner. Anyone up for a photoshoot? lol.
The episode of Oz last night (5.08 "Impotence") is the one where the narrator dies. It was sad but awesome. I've been considering lately writing up an informal will/preneed of stuff I'd like to have at my funeral, who to make sure knows I'm dead, and stuff like that. I'd want it to be like a big get-together for the people who knew me to get to know each other more. Is that morbid? I think it's kind of fun actually. To have little thoughts to give everyone and such. To have the files taken off my computer and shared or something (like the drawings and stuff).
I found out yesterday that Scotty owns horses up north. And he used to do junior rodeo. With chaps, a giant belt buckle, and a hat. And... bwahahahahaha. I couldn't get the smile off my face because it was so hilarious to think about. When I asked if there was chaps he said "I hope that's not part of your fantasy or something." To which I was like ew. lol.
Yesterday I stabbed my right index finger on some pin I didn't even see while sweeping. Um. Boo. Then later I was walking out into the store to pick up a chair and realized my left index finger had a cut and there was dried blood all over it. I wonder how I missed that happening? Then the band-aids interfered with my touch pad on the Powerbook.
That's all.