So I should get off me arse more frequently and post...

What can I say today...

I( The Road )

 I hate falling on my ass.

 'Nuf said. Except that Fuck All, I hurt! Dammit. There. Better now.

 Besides, I just purchased "Silence Magnifies Sound," a lovely mp3 album by today's Music for the Masses group: The Six Parts Seven.

 I'm too damned lazy to describe it as anything but alternative/ambient. Very nice for spacing off to, but not necessarily an 8mm in my head, today. It makes a wonderful segueway to Disturbed's "Darkness" tune.
 *stares off into space*  Gawd, Rafe would have loved that song. He would have loved Disturbed's entire album. Speaking of which, the album was recorded while he was very ill in March-April of 2002, and was released 6 months after he died. Very bizarre.
 Bootstraps, where are you, dammit!? I need to pull myself up with you, you useless things...

 Off to bed, for the second day in a row, before midnite. I am getting old. Or exhausted. Hmmm.

 Cheers & All

 Yup. It was good. Posting later or tomorrow, as I must needs get ready for work, otherwise I really won't remember.

 Cheers & All

 

 Wants to know why the Samuelson Hill high fructose corn syrup has to be in so many damned foods? I am sick to death of having to read labels on EVERYTHING. I have few conspiracy theories lurking in my mind (so far),  and no allergies-- I simply hate the taste of it. Not unlike sugar, honey, molasses, stevia, "blue, pink or yellow" sugar-- HFCS has a taste all its owm. IMHO, it's nasty!

 I mean, I don't can my own foods at home (anybody want to grow me a garden & can/preserve for me?)-- but seriously-- why is there a need for the shit in a can of kidney beans??  I can tell the difference in my chili... Remember when I used to always say "Sure, we have grocery stores-- huge places full of food, & there's nothing to eat." Yeah. More of the same. STILL.
 
 I 'm fairly certain that I don't believe that the body cannot tell the difference between it & regular sugar, as some articles I've been reading seem to insist. I think that there is some small-- something-- in the molecular structure, that does the equivalent of belching in the middle of the body processing HFCS. It gets interrupted, corrupted, etc. Whatever. Maybe most bodies process it wrong.

 Eh, whatever, I'm talking out of me arse & mostly just trying to stay awake/alert. I hurt  my back last night-- I tripped over my rug/doorjam whilst taking out a pot of barley-lamb soup last night (which resulted in losing 3/4 of the pot of soup, dammit!), and I twisted my back something fierce to save some of the soup...
 I slept poorly to begin with. I re-twisted my back as I frantically scrambled out of bed to bellow at my dog, this morning-- my dumb-arsed dog took a piss on my bedroom carpet for the fun of it @4:45am. The little shit! Hellooo, steam cleaner.

 Blargh. Time for breakfast. I am simply not motivated. I just want to sleep, and in a way that doesn't hurt. Arrrgh.

 In Other News, there's just a few more days left until my Official birthday, on the 28th. Ahhh.

 Cheers & All

 I see him everywhere, now.

 It's been nearly 8 years, and the event that all of the shrinkie-dinks said would happen straight away is happening now. I am always taken aback, because there are nights when I could swear I feel his energy humming in my living room, & I fully expect to find him lounging comfortably in the rocking chair.

 My hornones are so screwed up, menstrual cycle not withstanding-- the cycle just makes it 10x worse & makes me feel like I'm spiraling out of control.

 Bleah, pfooey. Same shit. Damn.

 Started some interestig shit, life-wise, spiritually & psychic-wise.

 I always am getting myself into something-- let's hope this round doesn't backfire terribly.

 No, seriously, this is bad.

 I can't remember the last time that I went so many days without a little something something, so many times in a row. Bad blogger, bad!

 Thank goodness my New Year's Resolution wasn't to post every day.

 I guess what I want to say, I've said before... and it's getting old, even for me. Pffft.

  I have been trying to hunt down my recipe for peanut butter oatmeal chocolate chip cookies... and getting frustrated. I thought I had a copy, but I don't. Go figure-- the one time I really modify something, I don't make a copy of what I did. Dork!

 OK< time to get ready for work..

I am becoming a hermit of my own blog.

 Yikes.

Doo de dooo, do de dooo. Doot de doo.

  Booo. I'm officially sick again. *sigh*  I made it 2 months without anything major, though. That's impressive.

 Now. To call in sick or not to call in sick?? I don't work until 1pm. Hmmmm.



 *edit* Called in sick. Drinking tea & going back to bed as soon as my load of laundry is done.

 I am officially mostly dead, once again.

 I crashed out last night @6pm, woke up to the damned phone ringing @8pm (thought I was late for work TODAY, so I answered it). Went back to my fog, woke up again for the fcuking phone ringing @9pm, but literally couldn't get my arse out of bed to answer it.

 Woke up every 2 hours, sfter that. I now feel like complete & utter shit. I took a last nap at 5am, woke up at 7am after extremely odd dreams, then decided that I was cold & miserable, & took a shower. Showering made me clean for the day, but I'm not quite with it-- nor do I expect to be.

 I feel the pull of water, minerals & wood, & I really am not sure that I'm equipped to deal with elementals, right now. Somebody, anybody, lend me a little boost!

On the upside, today I fully expect my boss to announce that he has promoted a cashier to a supervisor, and I am super-happy with her promotion. She is an awesome human being & cashier, and will now be one of the few fully cross-trained personel that we'll have. 
 On the total & complete upside, the fact that she's most likely being promoted also mens that NOW we can "legally" hang out together, if we so desire. Before, it was a morals & ethics thing, within company guidelines.

 Ans now I'm seriously blathering, so I'm going to sign off...

 Cheers & All