Sniffles

Gosh darn it– first head cold of the season.  like clockwork, these sniffles.  Bring on the NyQuil…

(i may be in for some memorable dreams)

Credit:  Savage Chickens by Doug Savage

Monday’s Nun: 9.29.08

Seriously… I have NO IDEA (who thinks of these things?)

Fog and Mist

Seriously… who runs in a sweatshirt on a morning like this morning?… (obviously NOT a REAL runner).

Fog And Mist
Temp: 58°F
Humidity: 90%
Wind Speed: CALM

Best running mojo tune on the ipod this AM:

Because I have no friends…

i decided to read along with Oprah’s book club.  i’m guessing, in order to actually be social, i should join one of the on-line discussion groups.  because this is what people with no real friends do… yes?

(ETA:  reality check– is being a member of Oprah’s book club MORE lame than not having real friends… ?)

here today, gone tomorrow

i’m in a pissy mood.  brought on, no doubt, by yet another death.  to be honest, i’m not sad that i saw your father smiling so brightly yesterday afternoon.  i am, however, saddened by the realization that i was one of the very few to witness what was, most likely, one of his very last smiles.  you deserved that smile, not me.  cancer.  it’s a fucking, heartless bitch.

if the best of all possible worlds were reality, there’d be no cancer.

P. S.  needless to say, your post didn’t sit very well with me today.

empty

the words just aren’t coming.  forgive me.  i hate being a bore.

(nothing worse actually)

Master, Master

I’m so sorry.  let you down.  yet again.  such a fuck up.  me.  sea of love… next wednesday.  promise.

Wednesday’s Abs: 9.24.08

Monday’s Nun 9.22.08

Master, Master

I think I’m finally ready to quit looking.

“if I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn’t there, I never really lost it to begin with.” -Dorothy “Wizard of Oz”