good afternoon!

why is that boy so sad?

i know that feeling.

today i combatted that feeling by cleaning the hell out of my desk-- filed folders alphabetically, emptied old random junk out of drawers, i even scrubbed all the surfaces with disinfectant. it kept me busy, and then i was content to close my blinds and just grin at the gleamy glow of my big ass desk until it was time to leave.

now i have a boat load of work waiting to *actually* be done tomorrow, but that's good-- then I will be busy all day

[Edited on Oct 18, 2005 4:21PM]

omg, don't do that! the journal. . . . it CHANGED

i seriously thought i had hallucinated the last one for a little bit

When I was 5, I SWORE up and down that I was going to build a time machine and hunt dinosaurs. 15 years, $18, and two refrigerator boxes later, i'm still in the present.


I wouldn't worry about it.

Yeah, she's totally hot. I realized this morning that I spelled her name Rortia, but didn't feel like changing it. So there it stays.

it's not, but i have to complain about something.

My daughters always say interesting things.
Taylor (the oldest) asked me the other day if I miss my grandpa and I told her yes. She told me that when I miss him, to just look at the clouds in the sky and when I feel the wind blow, thats my grandpa.
Shes only 4.

*lick*

Er..I mean "Hi to you too."

Except I really didn't.

Have you guys been here?

OMG where are you?! I miss you!