2005-02-24 - 12:38 p.m.
Random thoughts…
I’ve been in a weird funk all week. I hate this time of year. I’m tired of being cold. I hate that it’s dark outside by 5:30. I hate not being able to sit outside in the backyard. I’m getting cabin fever. Hopefully, in a few weeks the cold winds will subside, and the snow will start to melt.
But right now they are predicting snow tonight and even more snow in a few days. I’m ready to snap.
It is said that February is the cruelest month.
Having retired parents in Florida can be even crueler. Every time they call or send an e-mail, they need to inquire about the weather and let me know that currently in Southern Florida; it’s 85 fucking degrees.
I honestly believe that the only reason they go down to FL in the winter is so they can call and taunt me about the weather. Perhaps I was a horrible child and this is some type of bizarre payback.
“Hey Kiddo! I heard you got snow up there last night! Ha ha! You know, it’s 85 degrees here in Aligatorville Condos! 85 Degrees! Can you believe it?!?!?!
“Are you going to the beach today?”
“What, are you crazy? We’d fry in this sun. We’re staying inside.”
Or, perhaps they are just insane. They could be insane. It would explain a lot.
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I’ve been working on fixing up my laundry room and have made decent progress. But the resulting mess that always follows one of my home improvement projects makes it difficult to see any improvement. . Tools are strewn about the place. Empty boxes and paint cans are stacked everywhere. Last night I assembled several flat packed utility cabinets. Why the hell do I have all these random, extra screws? It makes me nervous and keeps me awake at night.
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Since I plan on having a birthday sometime this year, I bought myself an early birthday gift. I expect it to arrive today:
Yippee. Now If I can convince my lovely wife to wander around the house dressed as a Vegas cocktail waitress and comping me free drinks, life would be just fine.
I was also thinking it would be pretty cool if I could teach the cats to deal Black Jack, but I’m hesitate, I ‘m pretty sure they’d cheat. Actually, I’m sure of it. Maybe I’ll just have them work the door.
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