I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
The only problem I find with that lyric, is that I wouldn't say "prime of my life" --I would, instead, as I once said in the early 2000s, say that I am in the "prime of my YOUTH." I came to MGMT today because I went to youtube and youtube suggested a Franz Ferdinand song, which had some MGMT songs on the sidebar.
Today was a very good day. I got to sleep in, but still wake up early and sleep less than I normally do. Today was the annual Escalon park event and we took the nieces and nephew. The food wasn't particularly good or bad, but things, overall, were very good. I haven't seen any of the 3 kids that happy in months. It was very, very nice. And true, my mom's friend Sandy did spend waaaaay too much money (over 70 dollars on tickets for the attractions alone!) but, I can't tell her what to do with her money. No one can, really. And, like her and I discussed, if she didn't spend it on the kids, what would she spend it on? Due to certain circumstances, her financial obligations have been lessened, and she now has a few hundred extra a month. And, like Sandy also said, it is one of two events that she hosts every year, so why not indulge the little ones? Lord knows that with their parents they've been through enough. Sandy normally comes over every Saturday (though sometimes Sunday, if there are other obligations) and for holidays and is really a member of the family.
Not sure what to do with the evening. I'm thinking I'll go get some coffee at the doughnut shop again. It's a good walk (approximately 3 miles, one way), I usually get it for free, and it's a place where I can sit and read quietly for several hours. True, the coffee isn't very good, and I can generally read at home interruption free, but I dunno. It's an excuse to get out, nothing less, nothing more.
I suppose I don't have much to say, really. I think I'm getting used to quiet and solitude again. There's nothing wrong with that, at all, but it will mean that the school year, when it arrives, will hit me like a ton of bricks. The forced socialization, the forced studying. It'll be fine, though.
Life is good, I shouldn't complain. I mean, true, things can be better, but then you get caught in that infinite, capitalist-modern way of life, in which you're constantly chasing your tail. I don't want that. I just want to live, nothing less, nothing more.
Today was a very good day. I got to sleep in, but still wake up early and sleep less than I normally do. Today was the annual Escalon park event and we took the nieces and nephew. The food wasn't particularly good or bad, but things, overall, were very good. I haven't seen any of the 3 kids that happy in months. It was very, very nice. And true, my mom's friend Sandy did spend waaaaay too much money (over 70 dollars on tickets for the attractions alone!) but, I can't tell her what to do with her money. No one can, really. And, like her and I discussed, if she didn't spend it on the kids, what would she spend it on? Due to certain circumstances, her financial obligations have been lessened, and she now has a few hundred extra a month. And, like Sandy also said, it is one of two events that she hosts every year, so why not indulge the little ones? Lord knows that with their parents they've been through enough. Sandy normally comes over every Saturday (though sometimes Sunday, if there are other obligations) and for holidays and is really a member of the family.
Not sure what to do with the evening. I'm thinking I'll go get some coffee at the doughnut shop again. It's a good walk (approximately 3 miles, one way), I usually get it for free, and it's a place where I can sit and read quietly for several hours. True, the coffee isn't very good, and I can generally read at home interruption free, but I dunno. It's an excuse to get out, nothing less, nothing more.
I suppose I don't have much to say, really. I think I'm getting used to quiet and solitude again. There's nothing wrong with that, at all, but it will mean that the school year, when it arrives, will hit me like a ton of bricks. The forced socialization, the forced studying. It'll be fine, though.
Life is good, I shouldn't complain. I mean, true, things can be better, but then you get caught in that infinite, capitalist-modern way of life, in which you're constantly chasing your tail. I don't want that. I just want to live, nothing less, nothing more.