I wanted to write for a bit, but I'm pretty worn out. My niece is 18 months old (give or take a few days), and I dunno how my brother doesn't just crash at the end of the day. Mad respect to the people out there being parents.
Roaming the house in my pajamas. I want to be lazy today... I worked out yesterday for an hour with a fitness group, ran a ladder on the track, came home and jumped into yardwork. Baked cookies and a turkey breast. Today i just want to relax... But its hard because i need to get dog food, people food, plant food, and bird food for my 2 bird feeders. If i stay in my pajamas... I dont have to go anywhere
I am critically comparing late 16th century and early 17th century sonnets. It's actually quite a bit more interesting than it sounds. I initially thought I would be dead bored of it, but I'm kind of having a good time getting to a true understanding of the sonnets and their differences. Maybe that makes me an impossibly dull individual...
In my Shakespeare class, i wrote a paper comparing and contrasting Petrarchan and Shakespearean sonnets. It was fun. You arent dull... At least, not on this site
That's basically what I'm doing right now between Spenserian sonnets and Mary Wroth's variation of an Italian sonnet. Thanks for the motivational boost!
So i DID decide to go out and run those errands (just got home, btw). Im super glad that i did.... While at the store, an elderly man lost his balance and was stumbling so bad he was going to fall, so i ran over to him and grabbed him and held him upright. I asked if he was alright, and he said no, his vertigo kicked in. By this point, the lady he was with came over and we helped him back to his cart. I asked if he needed me to do anything, and he insisted that if he just held on to his cart, he'd be fine. The woman he was with was super grateful that i rushed to his aide. Tbh, he reminded me a lot of my grandpa who passed away. I couldnt just not do anything and let him fall down. Anywho... I feel like i served my purpose for today
Came home from a graduation party. The family has always been good to me and it was wonderful spending the afternoon with them. Those folks mean a lot to me. Now at the high school garden trying to fit in a little more work.
I'm supposed to be a sleep but here I am at 00:52 Laughing out loud to this video and it's comment section. I've no idea how I even got into that neighbourhood of youtube but whatever. The comments section is absolutely savage. The comment where they said he has a facial expression like that of a 5th grader being asked a question to which he didn't know the answer totally broke me in half. I'm going to hell. ''Imagine they put your hands in the wraps and a zombie apocalypse breaks out '' I dunno what's wrong with me tonight I'm cry laughing my heart out. My cat is looking at me like I'm a weirdo but then, that's cats for you.
Oh, by the way, not only did I spend a fun grad party with a family I love, but they sent sandwiches, cake, cookies and Pepsi home with me. Night, everyone. Have a good Monday.
Being bored and just surfing the web listening to shows. Then I saw this, and will now make a dumb joke...here I go. With the rona thing on going, now you can be kinktagious. (I'll see myself out now.)
Panty-hose are back, baby! I've already invented Man-tyhose, but it's not sold in stores...It is only available during this special TV Offer!
I was sorely tempted the other day to buy a six-pack of corona beer, but I thought it best not to give everyone a heart attack.
The "Some Troll" Shopping Network would probably be the only shopping channel I might actually switch over to actually watch. Holy vegetables and kinky facemasks... All you two need now is a useless household cleaning tool that breaks after ten minutes but I simply can't live without!
Wondering whether it's time for a new Nelson avatar. Amazing the things that distract me from reality.
Literally sitting here with a cup of tea looking out the window and trying to make sense the of the madness in this world.
Steve, when the lockdown began I said to my friends that besides the money worries and family situations, the act of locking up a generation that has more or less gotten everything handed to it on a silver plate would cause a rubber band reaction that could linger for about ten years after the fact. I've had a long held suspicion that people generally don't like looking inside themselves. It looks to me, that many people have accidentally opened the closest in the back of their minds where they keep all the ghosts and ghouls so now they don't know what to do. It's just all coming out. I need another cup.