missfire

*sigh* Four day weekend. That was most definitely a Thank Goodness sigh and not a sad one. Work is okay, 2 long talks this week, two of my buddies needed to unload. Things are going kind of crappy for both of them and they are two of the most genuine, honest, hardworking, good, kindhearted souls I've ever had the pleasure to know. I wish I could fix their lives and my heart aches to see them hurt. That's part of my problem. I hate 90% of the population, 5% are tolerable, 3% are pretty cool, and 2% I would probably give my life for. Seriously. But these two know it, and feel the same. So life is great.


Crockett and Tubbs were delivered today. Millipedes Actually they came yesterday, and the boy was too freaked out to remove them from their margarine tubs. So they were on the counter when I got home from work. I'm not allowed to release them into the wild. No shit. I thnk they're cool, but it would seriously freak me out to find one of those guys under my bed or in a sink. I'm pretty stoked to have them. They're cool as hell.


We bought the boy a bed, too. He has one, not like he's on the floor or anything, but he's got a new regular sized one coming tomorrow. Just a mattress and boxspring and a frame, I want to make him a Space Shuttle bed. But I have like 7 projects going on. I have to make pillows, finish the scarf I'm knitting and make an art piece for over the couch. I am so sick of looking at the blank spot.

Anyway, everyone have a cool fourth, and remember that freedom isn't free.


What would you do
If someone told you to fight for freedom.
Would you answer the call
Or run away like a little pussy
'Cause the only reason that you're here.
Is 'cause folks died for you in the past
So maybe now it's your turn
To die kicking some ass