saturday.
in few words...
* coffee
* children = anger, annoyance, rage, tears
* adult co-pilot = salvaging my dwindeling sanity
*flat tire, keys locked in car, ranger - praise god
*sam, sans moustachio and beard... still a cutie
* family dinner always a pleasure
*gladiator on tv... yes god does like me
*sherbet. kicking the fucking ass of all dessert foods.
* bed, my friend, the best part of today. i love you low, pine, IKEA bed, monkey blanket, cats - i love you!
g'night everybody.
fea
sherbet

friday. Hooray!
it's time for Law and Order SVU. so i must be brief.
this week on the Hitler channel it's been REIGN OF TERROR WEEK. how great. i fell asleep on the couch today listening to the story of caligula. of course it was just a verbatim account taken from seutonious' 12 ceasars but excellent none the less.
so i get to go do community service with some of the youth of today - tomorrow (i wonder if that makes them the youth of tomorrow?) any how - am i looking forward to it? - no. am i looking forward to it being done with? - yes, yes and yes, so i will sack up as they say and get it over with and thank god i've got an adult co-pilot going along. big ups to pam! thanks man. perhaps she and i will continue "reign of terror week" whilst we look after the children.... hmmmmmmmmmmm.
alrighty then i'll talk to you soon.
me.

i lost yesterday's blog. i went in to add something in the a.m. and the blogger wasn't responding. now there is just a period and it's about 20 days early.
anyhooo i worked tonight... what's that you ask? was there a midget sitting at my bar, drunk and a little derranged? - yes indeed there was. he kept telling me to smile and asking to buy me a drink and when i politely declined he said "hey i'm sorry am i bumming you out?" and i just wanted to say "dude there's a loud, drunken midget sitting in the middle of my bar freaking out the other customers, that's bumming me out". new things happen.
i don't work tomorrow night or saturday - that's good. the rain delay and early cancellation of the game was fabulous (yes i do say fabulous). i am home now, killed a spider, gave the cats a little snack, i'm about to get my water on, and watch seinfeld, seinfeld, and sleep. repeated things happen too.
have a fun night and a super duper weekend. have some fun.
fea

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tuesday.
re entry at work was ... eh o.k. i guess. same old same old. but not much left. hooray. i can live through this.
anyhoo i got home from the Y today at about 6:00 and i felt so good i did a little jazz walking around the house. it's been a while. it was to the Bee Gees (doesn't always have to be mandy patinkin - but that is best). loved it. i just took a shower so hot that i could barely see in the bathroom from the steam.... AWESOME. now it's just a matter of killing time till NYPD blue. i hate excess time - i know for the most part we all complain about not having enough time... but it's the odd hour here or half hour there that i loathe. i like to live in a very regimented, timed fashion. which is why i'm always plaguing my boss at the bar 3 days ahead of when i work about "well what time do you think i'll get out? 10:00 or 11:00?" either way it doesn't actually matter BUT I MUST KNOW. i plan my day at work so that i can space out what will be time consuming with what will glide by so that it doesn't feel like there is excess time. and after - i like to work out immediately after work from 4:00 - 5:30 or so. come home and feed cats. i dine at or a little after 6 because the rule is NO FOOD AFTER 6 unless it's an orange, banana, or some pineapple. then i must be in bed at 10:00 watching my 10 oclock tv show (god forbid theres something on cable at 10 that i want to see... no dice i just have to hope for a repeat- no cable up stairs got to be in bed at 10) then seinfeld, seinfeld, sleep. (i'f i can stay up through both). that's it.
it is a life. and i like it.
later,
thea

sunday.
i will play anyone of you at chris' drinking game! and win.
i laughed aloud at that one. jack nicholson looking dejected - that's funny how can you tell with the shades man?
so today was technically my last day of vacation. i fed the squirrel. i bought him raw almonds. we laughed we cried we grieved for my having to return to work. its over, its over, don't shed a tear for me its over.
oh well 20 some days left so fuck it. suck it up and deal.
went over to the v's yesterday for an impromptu cook out. nice - good food. DAN V HAS TURKEY BRATS!.
the children. so cute - forget it. forget it.
so i am bumming about the return to work. and my up coming bartending schedule. ick. it'll be fine i'm sure.
today: worked out with the welk this a.m. - had a coffee on the porch to watch the squirrel and my cardinal, napped, treated myself to a lavish dinner of rice, beans, vegetables and chicken AND A DIET DR. PEPPER (which isn't too big of a deal except i gave up pop in july but i was feeling mischievious and decadent - and it was like drinking a huge slab of fudge cake.... tooooooo rich - but good). later i had a little pineapple. IF THIS IS LIFE... it ain't bad my neighbors.
see you tomorrow.
fea