Yum. A day off. Of course, most of my main forms of recreation also involve my computer, so I’m constantly being drawn back to work, and I have to beat it off with a stick. Fighting the urge to get stuff down every moment of the day, I finally get around to writing emails, and I IM friends, and I sit and fix the Journal (wait! that’s WORK!!!!) and I download a game, and write a demanding letter to SNOCAP – and stop myself…
Returning to Cooper’s Landing as the sun sets. 
The beautiful Plan B. It makes it so much more appealing than whatever the initial coThe beautiful Plan B. It makes it so much more appealing than whatever the initial course of action is…urse of action is… I am now the proud owner of a cowboy hat. I’ve often thought of purchasing one, but now that someone GAVE one to me, well – now I’VE GOT TO WEAR IT!!! Uhm… Boat Henge. This is a monument to the meddling of neighbours near Cooper’s Landing in Columbia, Missouri. Apparently, this is what can happen when one’s neighbour is non-specific about how they want to see the boats picked up in one’s yard.
Returning to Cooper’s Landing as the sun sets.A hard day, to say the least.At Susan’s and accompanied by the now alerted-to-my-presence parrots I’m enjoying sunbeams and the perfect temperature and Star Trek. Gig tonight, but I don’t want to think about it… not just yet… not just yet. |
