312- It's been One Week...er, no, Two really...
2003-12-16||xx||3:03 p.m.
God, I have been so sick lately, it feels like a major accomplishment to be here, posting. Speaking of which, I have to get my damn bank account back here soon- this driving to the library crap is bogus for the winter. There are only so many times you can watch the sound of Music ona snowy day before you go bonkers and start wishing Julie Andrews was a Marxist penguin in a middle eastern snow storm. Yeah, I know, never happen, but wouldn't it be fun to throw marshmallows at them if it did?
Lost my voice for the better part of a week too- what fun that is. I get mad, scream and make no sound. I know know how a tree in the forest feels- go through all the trouble to make that noise and there is no one around to hear it. Bastards, ungrateful no caring bastards.
I left people feeling somewhat out of sorts with my last post- it's not you loves, trust me. Lately, I have been feeling like there is naught and all i am is going through the motions of living. Having a friend with a major disease (no names) and a few deaths in the family has not helped and has left me with an impending sense of mortality. Of course the 16 year old greeter at work's bad habit of not wearing panties to work hasn't helped as I KNOW it's criminal to look and a guaranteed BAD THING to be around, and yet...*sigh* Bad Jon, bad, bad... I have friends this age... and I'm supposed to be one of the good ones too.
*Sigh*
So, yeah- I wake up, wondering when I won't wake up, and if I will get to come back as a cool thing, or be a flea on a dog's ass...Not the best thing I feel, and I can't wait to break that thought process.
Anyways, that's the update- I have things to do today and because I haven't ridden my bike in two weeks after getting sick, my muscles are pretty damned sore. So, with that in mind I wanna get out here to the last store on my list of to do's today and get home to cocoa and toast, and a hot bath, and some good old fashioned desert going, marshmallow flinging marxist penguins.
Peace out,
Jon
Oh, and Congo-rats, heaping big overdue ones to Sera for getting into the House- sorry I haven't had a chance to welcome you properly, things have been...hectic.
Love all,
Cephy