Lord, I just gorged myself on hummus and blue tortilla chips. Right before that I chowed some spring rolls and seaweed salad. I'd call that a hearty dinner. For dessert I downed a glass of Bolthouse Farms Perfectly Protein vanilla chai. Mmmmmm...
I haven't been eating well of late. Hopefully tonight's thoughtful eating will give me a few extra seconds of health and joy at the end of my life. (To balance out that double quarter pounder with cheese I ate for lunch.)
I spent the last couple days visiting a lady friend in Morgan City, Louisiana. I was excited to see the bayou and I was even more excited to see her. The only time I even saw the bayou was when we went to pick up her SUV from her son's father's house. Talk about a surreal scene. Me, a lady I'm in love with, her six year old son, and her son's father in the moon/starlight as the frogs croaked like maniacs and the swamp buzzed menacingly and the bayou slapped lazily at a rusty metal canoe. Maybe surreal isn't the right word. How about "beautiful yet fucked up, too"? Weird, weird situation, but I think it concluded as nicely as could be, given the people involved.
Anyhoo...I had a blast. Half the time I was literally running around with little maniac boy. I feel like I got run over by a bus. Talk about being out of shape. I am so sore it's hilarious. It's fun to throw children.
I played lots of Go Fish! And some Candyland. And even some Ratchet and Clank. I skillfully avoided being sucked into Yu-Gi-Oh.
I'm kind of in a state of shock. I don't know what's gotten into me.
I'm glad I went to Louisiana to see about a girl. Now let's cross our fingers and hope that she can move back to Navarre soon. That'd be perfect.
Peace,
msi.
I haven't been eating well of late. Hopefully tonight's thoughtful eating will give me a few extra seconds of health and joy at the end of my life. (To balance out that double quarter pounder with cheese I ate for lunch.)
I spent the last couple days visiting a lady friend in Morgan City, Louisiana. I was excited to see the bayou and I was even more excited to see her. The only time I even saw the bayou was when we went to pick up her SUV from her son's father's house. Talk about a surreal scene. Me, a lady I'm in love with, her six year old son, and her son's father in the moon/starlight as the frogs croaked like maniacs and the swamp buzzed menacingly and the bayou slapped lazily at a rusty metal canoe. Maybe surreal isn't the right word. How about "beautiful yet fucked up, too"? Weird, weird situation, but I think it concluded as nicely as could be, given the people involved.
Anyhoo...I had a blast. Half the time I was literally running around with little maniac boy. I feel like I got run over by a bus. Talk about being out of shape. I am so sore it's hilarious. It's fun to throw children.
I played lots of Go Fish! And some Candyland. And even some Ratchet and Clank. I skillfully avoided being sucked into Yu-Gi-Oh.
I'm kind of in a state of shock. I don't know what's gotten into me.
I'm glad I went to Louisiana to see about a girl. Now let's cross our fingers and hope that she can move back to Navarre soon. That'd be perfect.
Peace,
msi.