15:18 - 2006-06-26
Warning: Contains Cynicism
I had planned to do a lot during the summer, like read to children, learn to drive, volunteer for some stuff, do yoga regularly, work during my spare time, and make more money.
But you know what? I'm glad that I don't have to do all that stuff. I'd much prefer to sit at home all alone all day and look at stuff online until I have no passion for it anymore, I'd much prefer to read this book until my brain shuts down, I'd much prefer to spend all day talking to myself because everyone else is out working and doing productive things. Yeah, I'm feeling a bit bitter. Later I'll think, "man, that was a bit harsh, and I really have nothing to complain about." But it's not much of a summer. The one thing I can try to do, yoga, hasn't been working out. I keep forgetting my mat.
Normally I would be glad to have time to myself to do the things I enjoy, but it's almost as though all my inspiration waits until at least 10 pm to kick in. I wrote some last night, and I've been drawing up some plans, but...*sigh* it really is a bummer. I can always find something to do, I have the internet, I have TV, but I'm getting pretty despirate. I decided it couldn't hurt to learn a little about Herpes Simplex Virus 2, as well as how to keep guacamole from turning green. Just, ya know, for fun. I've watched Walker Texas Ranger. I spend hours just making fun of the TV and laughing at my own jokes. I feel like an aging bachelor who's too pathetic to get himself a wife.
There is good news. I think Kouji is feeling well. I ate a really delicious Mexican Sandwhich called Portas Pierna. Oh man was it good :) And my finger is improving a lot. It isn't swolen at all before. See, first I went and had it drained, right? Then it got all deflated and scabby and there was an air bubble under there, and I had the doctor bust another hemotoma just to be sure it wasn't more pus, so it got all scabby too and my cuticle was like dark brown caked blood stuff. Beautiful. Then, I developed this callous thing that I thought was from the bandaid, and I scratched it open and peeled it off and all the yucky scabby skin just came off! Like when a snake sheds! And underneath was happy pink new skin! Hooray! I'm still putting dissinfectant on it, because it's kind of tender, like a sunburn. But it's good. And that is nice.
I suppose I'm still feeling pretty lonesome, but at least Lluvie's here. I wish the neighbors would let me hang out with their dog since they don't seem to like it. They are not very smart. They bought a jack russell terrior with two kids under 10 in the house. It is still a puppy, and it sits outside all day, also all alone, barking, digging, and going crazy. I figure that if I could keep it from peeing on anything, we'd get along pretty well.
