On the Freedom of the Will (Über die Freiheit des menschlichen Willens)

[wolfy_codex]

"You can do what you will, but in any given moment of your life you can will only one definite thing and absolutely nothing other than that one thing."

- Arthur Schopenhauer, 'On the Freedom of the Will' (Über die Freiheit des menschlichen Willens), 1839.

The world continues to turn and puppy stumbles on with his pale parody of a life. Admittedly

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[wolfy_codex]

Hm, I seem to have swapped migraine for slightly fuzzy headed snuffles at the moment, although they seem to come and go so not quite sure what that be up to. Ah well, hopefully I may maintain a sufficient quantity of alive to do such things as I needs to. At this point though I'm not sure I really mind what I'm being saved for, I only wish it would come along soon. :P I suspect though there may be potentially more money to be had in telling attractive male rockstars and bands how lovely they are than there be in professional volunteering! Heh, it do sound a fun song though. :)

Anywho, I had me a reasonable time with kitty, sadly though of course these moment are all too brief. I'm hopeful though that these last gasps of wintry weather may mean it's all sorts of quiet at the shop tomorrow and leave with some reasonable quantities of energy for the fun of Monday. I'm sure it won't be anything like I imagine it, nothing really tends be, I just continue to feel as if it is going to be. Your good wishes are ever much appreciated though and hopefully there shall yet be good things to come for as all. *barks and wags a tentatively hopeful tail*

[bethnoir]

what is happening on Monday? I must have missed that bit.
Hope you have energy anyway, it is very cold here, we went to a castle, but only for a short while as it was freezing.

Have a good evening x

[wolfy_codex]

Monday I have a trip to the fairy job folk in Scarborough in the morning. Has a bit of an extra nervous edge after having missed the last one. Even if it was sorted out without any particular consequence is still an extra thing for my already unnecessarily over sensitive reactions to worry about. Then I has to be back in Whitby in time to see job folk here too. It probably will be fine, I keep telling myself, but it's a tiring battle with my nerves to stop myself feeling too unpleasant about it.

Indeed, puppy feelings have been see-sawing rather wildly today, not helped by moderate cold and the horizontal hail. Hm, the weather isn't forecast to be too helpful tomorrow either. Still, at least shop wasn't too busy though and hopefully I shall yet survive today whatever stupidness I might create for myself. Hopes is not too cold and unpleasant in your part of the world and you has a good evening and a good week ahead of you yourself. *hugs* x.

[bethnoir]

good luck with all the appointments tomorrow, hope it doesn't snow on you.