it's sunday night.
i had a fun day... out tooling around with the welk.
i'm feeling pretty good today, i've been taking sleeping tablets. i guess they help but how do you know it's not a sugar tablet and it's all in you head.
had a fun night over the webmaster flying V's house last night (hinted about some web updates or style changes... i don't think he was listening to me....) love the kids. nola said "i like fea". and mikey was making jokes about "sponge bob round pants".
i forgot to mention my excellent luncheon out with a dear friend jack this past week. he is the namesake of my cat. we went to get some pad thai with his little son freddy who is over the top cute. so that was fun.
and this, this is my last week of freedom.... i'd like to say i have mixed feelings about it but i don't.... I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK TO WORK!!!!! GOD I DON'T WANT TO GO!!! DON'T MAKE ME GO!!!!! i'm wondering how quickly i can grow another tumor to get me out of more work!!!! i guess once i'm back into the thick of it - it'll be fine but i'm like that crying pre-school kid screaming at the door of the school "but i don't want to gooooooooooooooooooooo".
oh well take it one day / hour / minute at a time... and it'll last longer.
later, thea