After I write this, I swear I'm going to bed. Early, for once, too. Yesterday morning, I was up at 4:30, didn't sleep the entire day, went out last night, returned home around 2:45 this morning, woke up at 6, got up at 7:30, went to work..came home at 11:15 
and had a two hour nap. Which wasn't really that comfortable, I had to leave my legs dangle out of bed because I didn't change out of my work clothes and my pants bottoms were soaking. I've laid around and dozed all day, but haven't really slept yet.
It's been a great day. Save for both the times I woke up and wandered around an empty house feeling like my emotions just crawled out of hell (I have not yet solved that problem), I've felt more or less... Well, shit, who the hell knows. Alot of the 'happy' words contain some sort of perkiness or something relating to having energy or cheerfulness.. Contented? Ah, who knows. I need my sleep. Not sure why, as I didn't work yesterday, nor friday, and barely did today. Guess who's NOT making money? Heh.. That raise is certainly being put to great use..
So, last night, yours truly, the dear chickenshit, went back out. I'd say I pulled a fast one on myself, but had contemplated all day, and the drive was 30 minutes itself. I went 70 mph. There's your fast one. Anyway, I made it, listened to more shit hitting the fan with the sisters boyfriends sister/fiance thing.. (which is becoming the normal thing, it happens so often; but, one must think, how could the situation get any worse that it could re-hit that fan?
), and ended up with a few other members from this site until 2 or so this morning. It was awesome, except I turned into quite the shy little bugger which is always an inconvenience. But hey, the joys of meeting new people. I'll work on that. Shyness. I'm really not that uninteresting, I just need to stop thinking I am. It's easier on the computer, to socialize and such. Solution: I think it's time to just pretend that I'm living in my computer world while in the 'offline world'.. So it's like the same or something: my continuous, speedy typing and commenting could be like my inability to shut the fuck up. 
Oh, how I wish.
Today at work, I played in the snow and made small snowman (which could have passed as something else..
). I found a big screw lying on the driveway, so one of my men even had an erect penis! He sat right ontop of the dumpster where everyone could see him. Lucky fella. Didn't get any ladies, though. And he most likely melted soon after they let me leave. It's okay, he was a man for an hour.
I realized I really enjoy wearing my long underwear. Well, the pants; I can pull them up to my boobs, but that's not the point. I wore them with my black jeans, and they kept me warmer than when I wear my usual work pants - huge and loose fitting. And they're usually very uncomfortable. So, I'm layered in clothes, starting with long underwear head to toe, and I'm loving it.
Another thing I'm going to have to do is get to that nose, throat, and ear doctor.. Or was it eye? I can't remember. But I think there's something stuck in my tonsil, again, probably a fingernail with my luck ( It's probably another popcorn kernel). And it's bothering the shit out of me, too. Grr. My tongue can't even dislodge it.
There was more; what was it? I guess it's to bed I go (yea, right..), a whole hour later..
and had a two hour nap. Which wasn't really that comfortable, I had to leave my legs dangle out of bed because I didn't change out of my work clothes and my pants bottoms were soaking. I've laid around and dozed all day, but haven't really slept yet.
It's been a great day. Save for both the times I woke up and wandered around an empty house feeling like my emotions just crawled out of hell (I have not yet solved that problem), I've felt more or less... Well, shit, who the hell knows. Alot of the 'happy' words contain some sort of perkiness or something relating to having energy or cheerfulness.. Contented? Ah, who knows. I need my sleep. Not sure why, as I didn't work yesterday, nor friday, and barely did today. Guess who's NOT making money? Heh.. That raise is certainly being put to great use..
So, last night, yours truly, the dear chickenshit, went back out. I'd say I pulled a fast one on myself, but had contemplated all day, and the drive was 30 minutes itself. I went 70 mph. There's your fast one. Anyway, I made it, listened to more shit hitting the fan with the sisters boyfriends sister/fiance thing.. (which is becoming the normal thing, it happens so often; but, one must think, how could the situation get any worse that it could re-hit that fan?
), and ended up with a few other members from this site until 2 or so this morning. It was awesome, except I turned into quite the shy little bugger which is always an inconvenience. But hey, the joys of meeting new people. I'll work on that. Shyness. I'm really not that uninteresting, I just need to stop thinking I am. It's easier on the computer, to socialize and such. Solution: I think it's time to just pretend that I'm living in my computer world while in the 'offline world'.. So it's like the same or something: my continuous, speedy typing and commenting could be like my inability to shut the fuck up. Oh, how I wish.
Today at work, I played in the snow and made small snowman (which could have passed as something else..
). I found a big screw lying on the driveway, so one of my men even had an erect penis! He sat right ontop of the dumpster where everyone could see him. Lucky fella. Didn't get any ladies, though. And he most likely melted soon after they let me leave. It's okay, he was a man for an hour.
I realized I really enjoy wearing my long underwear. Well, the pants; I can pull them up to my boobs, but that's not the point. I wore them with my black jeans, and they kept me warmer than when I wear my usual work pants - huge and loose fitting. And they're usually very uncomfortable. So, I'm layered in clothes, starting with long underwear head to toe, and I'm loving it.
Another thing I'm going to have to do is get to that nose, throat, and ear doctor.. Or was it eye? I can't remember. But I think there's something stuck in my tonsil, again, probably a fingernail with my luck (
It's probably another popcorn kernel). And it's bothering the shit out of me, too. Grr. My tongue can't even dislodge it.
There was more; what was it? I guess it's to bed I go (yea, right..), a whole hour later..
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ps you'd probably make me melt too!
It's so shocking that you had that snowman exposing himself to everyone.
Of course it's nothing like what these snowmen were doing.