khorsaun

I'm sick...and I can't seen to kick it.

I'm not bedridden or anything. I'm still able to go to work, but I feel shitty.
It's been this way for about a week-and-a-half now. And just when it seems that I've finally kicked it, like I felt yesterday, here it comes again. What in the Hell am I doing wrong?

Meh, it's probably this time of year. The cold weather, mixed with the fact that this is also the time of year when Cedars start spreading their pollen (which I'm probably allergic to), just all equals up to me being a mucus factory. (sorry for the disgusting image I just put into your head)

Change of subject.
I did something I have'nt done in a very long time.
The other day, whilst shopping, I picked up some art pencils and a sketchbook.
I used to doodle and draw all the time as a kid. Spent more time doing that than my homework!
I was'nt very good at it. In fact I did just about as well as Napoleon Dynamite...maybe a little better than that, before I stopped. And I dunno why I stopped...for some reason, I just did. Strange.
But I've been thinking about it lately...and I just feel the urge again.

Don't ask me to show you any...I think I'm just a little too self-consious.

That's all I have. Sorry I don't have anything more interesting.
Exciting stuff just does'nt happen to me that often...which in a way is a good thing.
That reminds me of an old Chinese curse I heard of once, that went:
May you live in interesting times.
Think about it!


Later my Friends.