![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Killing me softly
20 September 2006 03:08Although Monday I was quite productive, Tuesday proved to be otherwise, and I find myself slowly slipping into the bottomless pit of vortex gloom and doom. Not that mother nature is helping at all. Its gotten chilly here in Minnesota, and I still have my fucking window unit in.
Porkchop is having his second birthday party this weekend. Early, as Mustard (Porkchops soon to be brother) is on arrival at any point in time. What is the meaning behind this? That his scrapbook I promised to do every year is do, and I'm frantically trying to get that mother-fucker done. Not to mention some swaps in the mail, house-work, ect. Will the MADNESS never ends.
After Tuesday night's Dinner with Gary, I felt poopy, tried to lay down to no avail. Up at at-em again, going to take another plug at the scrapbook and hopefully make some headway. There seriously isn't enough time in the day.
Dinner with Gary was surprised, anyone who can make yummy Indian food from scratch with Crem Bruee' as desert (or was I desert??) definately scored some points--yet I am kind of over this whole gay-sex-romp that's been going on lately.
Monday night I wiped out 14 (count em) scrapbook pages-- just hopefully my muse, where-ever it may be, will come prancing though and save the day.......
Porkchop is having his second birthday party this weekend. Early, as Mustard (Porkchops soon to be brother) is on arrival at any point in time. What is the meaning behind this? That his scrapbook I promised to do every year is do, and I'm frantically trying to get that mother-fucker done. Not to mention some swaps in the mail, house-work, ect. Will the MADNESS never ends.
After Tuesday night's Dinner with Gary, I felt poopy, tried to lay down to no avail. Up at at-em again, going to take another plug at the scrapbook and hopefully make some headway. There seriously isn't enough time in the day.
Dinner with Gary was surprised, anyone who can make yummy Indian food from scratch with Crem Bruee' as desert (or was I desert??) definately scored some points--yet I am kind of over this whole gay-sex-romp that's been going on lately.
Monday night I wiped out 14 (count em) scrapbook pages-- just hopefully my muse, where-ever it may be, will come prancing though and save the day.......
