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Puppy's mud buttles. No, I have no idea what it means, I was just sitting here doping off and it came into my head. That's the sort of thing that happens all the time now. That, and the chair rolling out from under me, and my leg itching and keeping me awake, and acid reflux, and yawning so hard I get a cramp under my chin, and falling asleep in the middle of the night and leaving a pot of beans on the burner so they dry out, and even though they don't quite burn develop just a bit of an off taste, and they were too salty anyway and... what on earth am I rambling on about? Old guys, huh? Can't live with them, can't live beyond a certain point without becoming one of them.
So, Monday. It happened, and there's not much to say about it, because I've forgotten it already.
And speaking of forgetting, it looks like I forgot to finish and post this entry again. I wonder if that's going to be the new normal? I wandered off an made some tea, then made the bed, and that so exhausted me that I decided to lie down on it for a minute, folding the top cover over myself, and next thing I knew it was afternoon and I'd had a nap. These things happen, I suppose, but why the hell do they happen to me so often anymore? Oh wait, I know. Oldness.
Since I ate last nights dinner when I woke up this morning, I think I'll have my donut now. Then maybe I'll be ready for another nap. The day's gotten overcast again, building up for another rain to begin overnight. It's Mardi Gras today, isn't it? And St. Valentine's Ash Wednesday tomorrow? I think Catholics are supposed to do something. Thank void I'm not Catholic. I'd never remember what it was.
But here is a song I'll assume is about Mardi Gras anyway:
So, Monday. It happened, and there's not much to say about it, because I've forgotten it already.
And speaking of forgetting, it looks like I forgot to finish and post this entry again. I wonder if that's going to be the new normal? I wandered off an made some tea, then made the bed, and that so exhausted me that I decided to lie down on it for a minute, folding the top cover over myself, and next thing I knew it was afternoon and I'd had a nap. These things happen, I suppose, but why the hell do they happen to me so often anymore? Oh wait, I know. Oldness.
Since I ate last nights dinner when I woke up this morning, I think I'll have my donut now. Then maybe I'll be ready for another nap. The day's gotten overcast again, building up for another rain to begin overnight. It's Mardi Gras today, isn't it? And St. Valentine's Ash Wednesday tomorrow? I think Catholics are supposed to do something. Thank void I'm not Catholic. I'd never remember what it was.
But here is a song I'll assume is about Mardi Gras anyway:
