Maybe she doesn't want to laugh anymore.

Real, All Too Real

A few things :
I discovered at work today that I can use the adding machine reasonably well with my left hand. And I am not left-handed.

I would like to put all my furniture and some other things too on casters.

I dreamt the night before last that I had gotten a new job as a butcher in a large,circus-freaky, labyrinthine underground restaurant, and though I was quite nervous everyone took a shine to me quickly. I was informed at one point to bring a 'costume' to work the next day for a special assignment. Turns out I was chosen by a famous and celebrated modern dancer to be her partner in her newest piece, which was to debut in the restaurants "theater." I turned all wiggly and panicked because I knew that modern dance is the root of many many bad things and I was not prepared in any way to express my own nor anyone else's Important Feelings in interpretive dance. Turns out all I had to do was "support" her by hopping around like a chicken, with one hand on my head with fingers splayed and the other at my rear also splay-fingered. Geez.

Today is Saturday the 3rd of December...

Well what the hell is going on? I am ambling about, having coffee, tidying up, folding laundry, checking in on Libba occasionally, petting the cat and dog, and counting the minutes til I need to head down to work. We are doing a party for 180 tonite, should be over by 9:00 though, which means time for hanging out, having drinks, hashing out life's mysteries and humilites, and generally fellowshipping. It'll be Linda, Libba, Julie, Judith and me. I feel like I've forgotten someone...probably, I am foggy.
I saw a BMW on fire on the interstate on my way to work yesterday. No one was in it.
Megan lost her cell phone
Linda found hers.
I bought lights sticks at Lowes, they're safe, non-toxic, non-flammable, and last for 12 hours. The package has the words "Homeland Security Disasters Blackouts Emergencies" on it. It also says "In God We Trust." I'm not sure what I've bought into here. I'm not sure how they aid in Homeland Security but I'll roll with it.
Frosty the Snowman was a jolly happy soul and so am I. And as Homer said "God loves you! And He wants to kill you!"
Love, Leemur