I haven't played in many years; are you familiar with the original Star Trek? Sulu collected hobbies. I'm rather like that. I get good enough to figure it out then it gets boring.
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I haven't played in many years; are you familiar with the original Star Trek? Sulu collected hobbies. I'm rather like that. I get good enough to figure it out then it gets boring.
Fever broke. The worst part of travelling is how much more likely I am to get sick right afterward.
Worked last two days and nites as well as this Sunday,
thought I’d have tonight off, just got the request...the
good news is, kuh ching $ kuh ching.
you work in a chinese takaway
Finished my book. But now the rush is gone. I must get it again, so.... *starts outlining new book*.
I hate my over-reactive dopamine receptors. Normal people can sit with a book they have just finished for years, before deciding to write a new one. Me, I have to write a new one as soon as I am finish, as the novelty of finishing the first book wears out quickly. I don't discard it, no. I'm just over it by the time I'm done with it. I did the same thing with music. I would make music and people would listen and say, "wow that's amazing" and I'd be like, "yeah... it's alright, I can do better" desiring to make something better, and fresher.
It seems I can't escape this no matter what art I choose to pursue. Ah well. *opens that spiral notebook*
Oh by the way, despite this misfortune, my day is going very well. GABA receptors are being restored with supplementation. (I think-hope)
Ah Sunday, a day when even our dining table dresses in its best. It's that special day in the week when we should all reflect on the blessings in our lives, no matter how great or small. What more does one really need than good food, good health, good shelter and a safe place to sleep?
room for one more...
There's a spare place at the table if you can make it here for next Sunday. We'll be having lamb with all the trimmings, so my angel says ... good fortune permitting of course. A blessing shared is a blessing doubled.
P.S.
Our sound system is currently playing the Beach Boys, something suitably upbeat selected by it entirely at random as usual. Oscar, still blissfully asleep, has just stretched himself out lazily, his past experiences at the cat's home long behind him. Our little oasis in an uncertain world remains intact for a while longer.
thanks....nice of you to reply... one can't make it...raincheck
You can generally tell what we're having cuz I blog the plan, but that also means I purchase only enough for us because that's also in the plan.
Tonight, for instance, is garlicky Greek chicken made in my Lodge skillet.
I cannot express my deep fondness for my enameled cast-iron skillet...if you don't have one, save up and acquire a good one. Enamel is not necessary, but cast iron is ... ya gotta have it. Then will it to your most deserving descendant/survivor because it is a legacy. I figure my kids will have a game of skill to determine who gets it.