I'm still lonely. I don't have the guts to call her, but I know its not my place to be right now. Let's skip the self-loathing this round and think about something more positive then my lack of motivation (I have ambitions, yes, but just lack the self-control to achieve them...)
It sucks being sick in the middle of summer. I've got this terrible cold complete with a faucet for a nose (running constantly), and a nice thick hacking cough (accompanied by gooey yellowish green phlegm). Yummy! I missed work today (something I can't really afford to do) to prevent spreading my ill humors everyone else. I did make an appearance though, just to clock in for one minute before being told to go home and recover. In the mean time, I've had all day to wait to find out if I'll be called in for jury duty. I've been on wait status since Monday. It's really silly. I just check online every night after 6:30 to see if I need to go in the following morning for the rest of the week (only one more day for call ins though). I kind of wish I could have been called in last night so I could just spread my contagion throughout the jury pool (ha, that'll teach 'em). I've been told that I probably won't be called in at all if they didn't on Monday. I guess they have a light case load (what!?! No domestic abuse or meth busts to sit in on?) Everybody must be copping a plea these days...
Speaking of being guilty, I came home the other day to find my dog Yuri
strutting around the yard with a huge half eaten cottontail (rabbit) stuffed in his mouth. The other dogs kept harassing him and he just kept running about with his head held high, rigor stretched legs, dangling, stick-like from his muzzle. He stopped to try and eat some of the carcass when Zoe, our massive and old Husky (dominant old bag) lunged, growling and stole his meal. I felt bad for Yuri, but the next day, he found the remains (Zoe tends to "sit on things", if you know what I mean), and began another game of keep away with the rest of the pack, only to finally have a moment and happily crunch down most of it. He left a haunch for Zoe (who stole it again when he wasn't looking). It was a kind of gruesome spectacle to watch, but they're animals, and it's just their nature. It kind of reminded me of some documentary you might watch on Animal Planet, only it was comical without the Seregeti savanna or the wilds of Denali as a backdrop. Just big dopey dogs who get well fed every night having a quick meal for the convenience of it. Sigh... Oh well, I guess I have the comfort of knowing that he can hunt. If the world does indeed turn into the wastelands ala Mad Max after we run out of oil, he might be able to help me survive the aftermath.
Yuri is so much cooler then Max's Aussi Shep., bigger too!
That's if for now. Wow, from runny noses to the end of the world. Where has my brain been?
It sucks being sick in the middle of summer. I've got this terrible cold complete with a faucet for a nose (running constantly), and a nice thick hacking cough (accompanied by gooey yellowish green phlegm). Yummy! I missed work today (something I can't really afford to do) to prevent spreading my ill humors everyone else. I did make an appearance though, just to clock in for one minute before being told to go home and recover. In the mean time, I've had all day to wait to find out if I'll be called in for jury duty. I've been on wait status since Monday. It's really silly. I just check online every night after 6:30 to see if I need to go in the following morning for the rest of the week (only one more day for call ins though). I kind of wish I could have been called in last night so I could just spread my contagion throughout the jury pool (ha, that'll teach 'em). I've been told that I probably won't be called in at all if they didn't on Monday. I guess they have a light case load (what!?! No domestic abuse or meth busts to sit in on?) Everybody must be copping a plea these days...
Speaking of being guilty, I came home the other day to find my dog Yuri
strutting around the yard with a huge half eaten cottontail (rabbit) stuffed in his mouth. The other dogs kept harassing him and he just kept running about with his head held high, rigor stretched legs, dangling, stick-like from his muzzle. He stopped to try and eat some of the carcass when Zoe, our massive and old Husky (dominant old bag) lunged, growling and stole his meal. I felt bad for Yuri, but the next day, he found the remains (Zoe tends to "sit on things", if you know what I mean), and began another game of keep away with the rest of the pack, only to finally have a moment and happily crunch down most of it. He left a haunch for Zoe (who stole it again when he wasn't looking). It was a kind of gruesome spectacle to watch, but they're animals, and it's just their nature. It kind of reminded me of some documentary you might watch on Animal Planet, only it was comical without the Seregeti savanna or the wilds of Denali as a backdrop. Just big dopey dogs who get well fed every night having a quick meal for the convenience of it. Sigh... Oh well, I guess I have the comfort of knowing that he can hunt. If the world does indeed turn into the wastelands ala Mad Max after we run out of oil, he might be able to help me survive the aftermath.
Yuri is so much cooler then Max's Aussi Shep., bigger too!
That's if for now. Wow, from runny noses to the end of the world. Where has my brain been?
whitewidow:
If it makes you feel any better, yellow/green phlegm means you are getting rid of your cold and should be better soon
somebroad:
Having a cold sucks but having a cold in the summer is the worst, hope you get better soon. I just want to say thank you for all the good thoughts I feel coming from you. You always seem to say what I need to hear.