Nov 30, 2007 23:34
Wow, I'm a tuckered li'l Tigger. Things have been tricky, with the girly having that loss and all, and juggling work at the same time. There have been some dramas and some hi-jinx, but all resolve themselves in due course, and I think I left her on a good note. It's hard when fucked up things happen like this. Emotions always abound with those closest to the critical drama. I'd like to think I've been sweet as a support.
I finished work that should've been doing during the day just recently, then took the dog for a walk - but not before re-synching my replaced iPod (yes, they didn't know why it fucking broke, so they replaced it) - down to the shops at dark o'clock. It's something I really enjoy. The streets are mine, the dog is good company, the music is good (of course!), the temperature agreeable, and the excersize pleasant. Good for the mind space as well.
Getting home, though, has left me with a hankering for a stiff drink - even with my relaxed state. Maybe I just need sleep, but that hasn't been coming easily recently. My brain won't stop ticking over with tonnes of stuff. And To kill a mockingbird just ain't enough to hold my attention at the moment. I mean, great book, but it doesn't keep up with salient thoughts.
The funeral is tommorrow, and then there's rehearsal on Sunday, my weekend is taken.
Not really saying anything here, just sharing where I'm at. Hope you peeps are doin' it large and fantastic! Be beautiful, my friends!