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Rated: 13+ · Book · Experience · #940786
What's on my mind....
#402921 added January 28, 2006 at 10:41pm
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Locked Out
I haven't made an entry in a couple of days, but it wasn't entirely my fault. There was some glitch going on with my laptop that wouldn't allow me to open this site to get into my blog. That's only an excuse, of course. I could have gone across the hall to the PC, but that would have been too much like right.

Besides, I like writing these things while I sit up in bed. I do my best thinking after a hot bath, and while sitting up on the side of the bed, just chillin'.

Not too much happened while I was away, at least not anything upon which I can comment. I am happy for the weekend. The little darlings I get up to go and hang out with every day were in rare form this past week. I needed the break.

Even though I'm not sick physically, I'm tempted to call off on Monday and take a mental health day. I'm mentally drained, and I hate Mondays. The work week should start on Tuesday and be four days rather than five. By Friday, I'm only going through the motions, and after Friday evening and Saturday, I spend the latter part of Sunday dreading the following Monday.

Oh well, I've been told about wishing my life away, so I guess I should leave that line of thought.

I joined a bowling league last week to give myself an outlet that wasn't work or writing related. Before moving to Georgia, I was a serious bowler: two or three leagues a week, jackpots, tournaments, the whole shot. Until last Saturday, it had been five years since I picked up a ball.

Considering that, I didn't do too badly. I shot a 184 the first game, fell apart the second game- 101, and rolled a 204 the third. I'm paying for it, though. Despite having soaked in a tub of hot water, my left knee feels as if someone is twisting it into a knot. The shin beneath it is actually sore to the touch. You can bet I'm going to have myself on that treadmill tomorrow. I do believe I have been on the side of this bed a bit too long.

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