Sick...

Aarrgh! Those stupid kids at that playplace made me sick as a dog! Ugh...

On another note, I am back in the songwriting groove! And knitting groove, and singing groove. This could only mean one thing. They'll go away and I'll get into a drawing groove. Yessss!

Going to a baseball game in a couple of days. Either baseball is harder than I thought or they SUCK at the sport I've come to love.

So, as you can see my mind is a jumble of things today so I better stop ranting before it makes you insane.

Hand me another box of tissues? Kthnx.

Ugh

Whatever I've said before that was happy and thoughtful, scratch that. I have no idea what caused me to say such wonderful things. Because, now, my friends, I am at ground zero once again.

Ground zero is a real fine place to start. You know why they call it ground zero? Because the firmness of the ground you are standing on is ZERO. Ground zero means you have no firm foundation to dig your toes into. Nothing, zilch, nada.

Well, hopefully my trip tommorrow will be good. I have some things to look forward too, or perhaps nothing at all.

Note to self: Don't forget Stamm Junior's birthday present.