An hour-long walk around my neighborhood let me vent my thoughts, and while I'm not all that pleased with the order, at least the thought process seems solid. Definitely confirms the changes I need to make. Just not any fun, but what can you do, huh? Sometimes, you do what has to be done.

*sigh ( Read more... )

Yesterday, discordian tried very hard to convince me that I should start writing again and try to publish a book or two. Unfortunately, he caught me on a very bad day, mentally, but the thought got into my head, anyway (as I'm sure he'll be glad to hear, as I think I got him pretty frustrated). I'm not sure I'm quite in the mood to get anything underway, ( Read more... )

3 days in a row (or maybe I should say 'nights') of waking up at some gawdawful hour of the morning to find I managed to put down my book, bookmark in place and all, but didn't turn off the light or remove the pillows I have propping me up. This results in being in pain and not sleeping well. Apparently, I'm a real fuckin' winner ( Read more... )

Man, I'm glad today is turning out to be wet one, i.e. not good for working outside. I slept for absolute shit, I'm sore, and I have no desire to do much of anything ( Read more... )

I've discovered something: when I'm in a rotten mood, I should cook. I get very involved, and it lets me focus on something other than whatever is pissing me off. If I hadn't nailed the top of my head on an open upper cabinet door corner, I'd be fine. Christ, that hurt like a motherfucker ( Read more... )

Man, it's been a rough day for my mood. I've been teetering on the edge of 'blitzkrieg' mode, and that's never pretty. I almost let it get the better of me, but, thankfully, I held in in enough to only look like an asshole.

So, instead, here's a pic that made me laugh.

( Wizard of Oz 2 )

Oh yeah, good times. Need to spend more time with this crowd, and need to do it soon.

For now, bed.

Headed out to a party. Not a crowd I know, so here's hoping for the best.

I wake up damn near every morning with one line of a song in my head. Sometimes it's a song I hate, which makes it worse, but regardless, it's stuck there until I can get something else going. All through trying to not get out of bed, then getting out of bed, morning ablutions, etc., I sing that one line over and over again and it drives me batty ( Read more... )