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Techonology/life still hates me, so this is being done at work, and it’ll be quick because I’ve been typing in Manga title names all day and my eyes are swimming with Yu-Yus, Inus, Negamis, Kurumis and other things that just look like baby-talk to me now.
Things are good. This is my Friday, so I can’t really complain. My god, the utter joy of having two days off in a row consistently. I forgot what it was like. There’s this stupid part of me that’s going “Hey, you have more time off, you can work *more*” but that way lies madness. I’m actually comfortable (with my time), and I like having the time for writing, exercising and playstation. Been working the shit out of the heavy bag lately, which is nice, and my knuckles are beginning to scar up so they don’t bleed as much. Always a plus.
Bought Yellowcard’s “Ocean Avenue” CD. Good stuff. Poppy, angsty alt rock…with a fiddle. You gotta love a fiddle. A lot of relationbship songs, but what’re you gonna do?
I’m tired a lot of time, but I think that’s a good thing. I feel fulfilled.
Writing has slowed down a bit, but I predict some picking up the next couple of days. Because I say so.
I feel football season itching in the background, but I know it’s going to be a heartbreaker this year, because, as Playboy says in thier pre-season report, the NFC East is “a bitch of a division.” Not to mention our possible starters are a rookie and a burnout. Great.
Oy, speaking of burnout, I’m done. Good night, Irene. Perhaps something more substantial tomorrow.
Crispy critter, I remain…