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Missin' a Good One

Tuesday, February 09, 1999

5:30 p.m.

I just missed what looked like a beautiful sunset as I sit here looking out the window.  I can make out a wide variety of colors through the trees and the neighboring houses -- oranges, purples, colors I can't even describe.  By the time I could have got little one's socks, shoes, and coat on, it would have been too late to drive out into the country to really enjoy it at its best.  Maybe another day.

I guess I missed a beautiful spring-like day today; a guy's gotta get some sleep once in a while, you know.  Tomorrow is forecast to be just as pleasant, if not better, and the plan was to enjoy some of it since I wasn't supposed to pick up monster kid from daycare.  That meant I could have slept a couple hours first thing in the morning, got up and enjoyed a few of the early afternoon hours, and slept more in the evening.  Oh how things change.  X called a few minutes ago to inform me she is working tomorrow, so I need to pick up clumzoid (monster kid) at daycare once again.  I don't know, I still may stick with the split shift sleep plan so as I can experience some of the "real world".


Hey, my e-mail account appears to be working again, but I don't have any new messages.  If you have sent me e-mail in the last several days it might be a good idea to send it again!  Only if you want to, of course.


Have you ever had one of those days when you know within the first hour of crawling out of bed that the day is going to be a waste of time, as far as doing anything constructive.  I've had that hazy, slug-like feeling since getting up this afternoon, and now two hours later, I feel the same.  As I was driving to pick up poophead at daycare, I felt as though I'd just landed from another planet.  My head was fuzzy and sluggish, but the world surrounding me was bright, colorful, and fast paced.  Hell I don't know, maybe it's the nice weather fucking with me!

I'm up to my nuts in projects at work too, and if this hazy feeling lasts throughout my shift tonight, it'll be neck high tomorrow night.  Shit happens!

Oops, outta time . . .

Good Night!


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