I have taken all of the songs I have written off 3 x 5 index cards and entered them into an Excel spreadsheet. This gives me a much better idea of what the hell I’ve done and what remains to be done, and by the blessed Virgin, it’s a lot of work. But I can sort things more easily now.
I have my T4 – actually my choice of T4’s – so my taxes may or may not get done soon.
I am thinking of taking a year off work, but it will have to be no sooner than about six months from now. Why? To learn valuable post collapse skillz and then be able to turn around and teach them. Also, to do a bunch of travelling and other stuff that we won’t be able to do so much in future.
The friend I was worrying about so much with respect to her divorce IS DONE!!! The decree’s been granted, hallayluya!
Jeff is still trying to get a picture of Eddie doing something very cute – nesting in his underwear. Weird, man, cats are very weird.
I think my bank card is finally working properly. Me happy.
I am pressuring Loki to let me post his ‘Tales of Grampa’ and he has at least agreed to consider it. He just doesn’t want to get anybody in trouble. Including himself. Poysenally, I think that his stories BELONG TO THE WORLD, but Loki always has had issues with that concept. I don’t blame him, really.
I’m going to visit Victoria soon and hope to have progeny, at least some progeny, in tow. We shall see.
I’m thinking fish for supper, it’s been ages.
I made fun of my mother’s list of projects. I have since talked with her about it, and it was only because IT IS SO ******** BIG that it looks like Obama’s to do list crossed with the logistics of D-Day and a royal wedding. flargle!
One of my coworkers crept up behind me and blew on my neck last week. I yelped, leaped about, and then poutily said that that was the closest I’d been to sex in many long periods of time, which caused him no end of amusement.
The guy who gave me oxygen a while back says it was all stress. Why should I have stress?
I have a big long list of all the things that are currently bugging me and I’m working my way through it. A lot of it involves me changing a lot of behaviours, and I guess I’m all hissy because I’m still coasting on quitting smoking, and much remains to be done.