So... How'd Your Day Go?

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Originally Posted by bobo

All the cars in the neighborhood are driving around, honking like crazy, yelling etc. - are we irritated ??
Hardly, it's just standard behavior when we/laFrance has won !!

Yes, we just won the World Championship in foot ...

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I think we must have some immigrants living in our district. Just before 6pm our time there were people here shouting at the top of their voices, "Allez les bleus!" and singing songs that I didn't comprehend. My angel and I are just glad that it's over and we can see something entertaining on TV for a change ... and here was Donald Trump right on cue to give us a good laugh. We haven't had so much entertainment from a US president since George W. And coming from an Englishman that is tantamount to being a compliment. Well played, all concerned.

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Originally Posted by Gumby

I feel like I'm running an animal shelter. I already have two dogs, two cats, ten chickens. Now a stray female cat has been hanging around for about two months (I'm afraid she is pregnant, not sure yet) But ol' soft-hearted me, can't let a poor, skinny little cat go hungry. She is quite at home, now. My female cat (who is fixed) makes her stay down in the driveway area and won't let her up in the main area of our property. Lol! Now my son has had to transfer out to a different town and so we have his two dogs until there is room at the animal shelter for them. Could be months. Same reason we still have the stray cat. I guess in little towns there is only so much "room at the inn". :( It takes us about an hour just to feed the animals and clean their pens and that is with two of us. I might just hang a sign on the fence, "Animal Shelter, donations welcome" and be done with it.

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Glad to be hearing about your soft heart, Gumby :-)

The little stray has CHOSEN you as a good warm-hearted provider.
Congrats :-)

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Originally Posted by JustRob

I think we must have some immigrants living in our district. Just before 6pm our time there were people here shouting at the top of their voices, "Allez les bleus!" and singing songs that I didn't comprehend. My angel and I are just glad that it's over and we can see something entertaining on TV for a change ... and here was Donald Trump right on cue to give us a good laugh. We haven't had so much entertainment from a US president since George W. And coming from an Englishman that is tantamount to being a compliment. Well played, all concerned.

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Saw a youtube about his arrivel - looked nice him trying to follow the lead of the Queen :-)
- and when he discovered his 'faux pas' when the little lady suddenly wasn't to be found - lolol - hilarious :-)

I brought this supplement called GABA. It is a neurotransmitter that is suppose to help you stay calm, but because I am a punk, I didn't take it orally. What I did do though was put three pills (about 750mg) into a medium sized spray bottle and I sprayed my leg, rubbing it in. I'll say this, since I started doing that, I have been eerily calm. Almost psychopathic like calmness. Too damn calm, but it is relieving because that is how I used to be until I got sick a few years back.

I was thinking maybe my GABA levels were depleted and now that I am spraying this on my leg, it is getting absorbed through my skin, bypassing my digestive system and exerting its effects while in my bloodstream. I mean, I'm crazy calm. Nothing seems to rattle me. Like I am fully aware of every emotion, in control of everything. Normally there would be things at my job that would send me into an annoyance, but... not since I started GABA. It's like: "yeah, ok... whatever bruh" or I just completely ignore whatever issue it is.

The only down side is when I'm involved in physical activity, I find it harder to get that spark going. I mean I can go... fast still, but there is more of a fluidity to my movements. It's not hard and jarring. It's smooth and flowing... maybe that is a good thing though.


In other news, I am re-writing one of my books and I'm getting it done faster than I expected, so.. basically. Well. My day is going well.

I pooched something at work ...

... my boss was in meetings. She emailed me and we will talk tomorrow ... maybe I will even sleep.

I hit the alarm and closed my eyes just for a minute
sixty of them... called worked to let ‘em know
and flew...... 80mph... made it on time for my first
pick up, whew!

I was working on new release displays at work today, when a fellow bookseller stopped at the desk with a customer. She was looking for Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus by John Gray. Without thinking I blurted out the full title, author, and exact location. (Third aisle from the front, second bay on the left, second shelf, four titles in...). My coworker found the book, exactly where I said it was. After giving the customer her book, my coworker asked if I knew I had Bookstore Tourettes. It has been a while since I laughed so hard.

I know I am a bit of a human filing system, but usually, I don't answer half heard questions at random...;)

... everything is okay but dayum, I have to send another round of emails and I await approval on them.

My day? Jobsite conversation I witnessed:

"... screens are required at all operating windows."


"I thought you said at every window?"


"No, not at the fixed glass."


" - because those windows don't allow bugs in- they don't open."


"Well, I don't like them, they're ugly. I'm not going to put them when I sell."


"They keep the flies out."

"I'm not putting them."


"You can do whatever you want, but they're code."


"I hate them-"


"There are lots of flies.
They do have this box now that you can put in your house, and it traps them. But I have a lot of flies at my house, so the screens are good."


"You know why your house has a lot of flies?"


"No."


"Because your house has so much shit."


"Oh my god, that is so rude; so rude. I'm just going to block you out."


"You know... I had a poster in my room at university. It said: Eat shit. 40 million flies can't be wrong."


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Good so far. This GABA spray is doing wonders for me. Starting to feel like my old self, and that is a good thing. My old self was much cooler. Just returned from the library though and I must say, I was able to get done in 50 minutes, what usually takes me three hours to complete at home. Almost a thousand words of quality prose and dilaogue from 50 minutes in that library.

There is something about being surrounded by books that gives me that spark to write. Not to mention I am not surrounded by distractions like the TV, my camera, my music equipment and the dude across the street who plays the banjo like we in the southern states. Or... the loud neighbors across the street, or the barking dog next door who whines ike a two year old when they put him out.

But, back to the library... the books. There is an energy in there. Just a cocktail energy of prose, information, factua information, all surrounding you. That plus the peace, is a recipe for good writing. Also... there is a cute librarian there too (am I not a man? Alright.)

If you ever suffer form a bit of block, I would recommend a library. Definitely.