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Friday I forgot to wish everyone a Happy Groundhog Day. Not being very religious myself I usually forget the days that are sacred to others. My apologies (Apollo Geez?) (sorry) I hope my oversight hasn't caused anyone to think I'm part of the War on Groundhog Day. I may not worship Phil, but I do respect him, and his right to fear his own shadow. And I often wish I could hibernate an extra six weeks in February and March myself.
Lately I've come to the realization that I'm not arranging my meal plans very well. I could say I haven't arranged them at all, since I don't have any clear plans, but I like to think I do, so don't bust my chops (mmm, chops.) But I've got a lot of fresh stuff I need to use up fast, and a lot of frozen stuff I'd like to use to free up space in the freezer so I can buy more stuff I don't know what to do with. Different ill-chosen stuff. Because monotony is a drag. I'm about a week away, give or take a day or two, from my next likely grocery order, and have no idea what I'll be buying, other than the stuff I'll surely be out of by then. Brain food would be good, but the existence of that seems to be just an urban legend.
On the other hand I do have an abundance of beer at the moment, which I can be sure I will use eventually, although I am getting just a bit low on the dark stuff. A sale on Modelo Negra 12 packs would be nice next time I shop (Just in case anyone who sets prices in the local stores is reading and gives a rat's ass what I want. HAHAHAHAHA!) I feel like I'm getting a bit punchy, which is odd since I have no punch. I should probably try to sleep for a while. It won't do anything for my punchiness, but at least I wouldn't have to keep myself company for a while. I'm quite sure I'm a bad influence on me.
Cool and cloudy today, wind and rain tomorrow. Maybe Phil's California cousin saw his shadow.
Lately I've come to the realization that I'm not arranging my meal plans very well. I could say I haven't arranged them at all, since I don't have any clear plans, but I like to think I do, so don't bust my chops (mmm, chops.) But I've got a lot of fresh stuff I need to use up fast, and a lot of frozen stuff I'd like to use to free up space in the freezer so I can buy more stuff I don't know what to do with. Different ill-chosen stuff. Because monotony is a drag. I'm about a week away, give or take a day or two, from my next likely grocery order, and have no idea what I'll be buying, other than the stuff I'll surely be out of by then. Brain food would be good, but the existence of that seems to be just an urban legend.
On the other hand I do have an abundance of beer at the moment, which I can be sure I will use eventually, although I am getting just a bit low on the dark stuff. A sale on Modelo Negra 12 packs would be nice next time I shop (Just in case anyone who sets prices in the local stores is reading and gives a rat's ass what I want. HAHAHAHAHA!) I feel like I'm getting a bit punchy, which is odd since I have no punch. I should probably try to sleep for a while. It won't do anything for my punchiness, but at least I wouldn't have to keep myself company for a while. I'm quite sure I'm a bad influence on me.
Cool and cloudy today, wind and rain tomorrow. Maybe Phil's California cousin saw his shadow.
