The Isolated Blurt Thread XXXVII: You're Welcome, Fuckers

I know what you mean bro, there aren’t enough hours in the day. And it’s spring now so I’m gardening as well. I try to fit in a swim right after work, but lately I haven’t had time and it’s starting to give me the shits. The weather is so nice at the moment and the plan is to get a lot of sun. Hiking and the like.

Happy 26th birthday! My daughter is 21 next month. I can barely believe it.
It's funny, she's been living with us for the last 3 months and I've been remembering, so much of when she was young. Certain movements or looks or words she says, instantly takes me back and I remember like it was yesterday. Not just short, fleeting moments, like long memories, whole days even. It's weird to me. For the 7 years she was gone, I didn't have such an intense memory. I remembered things, of course, but not as much. It's kind of fun and startling at the same time. It really wasn't that long ago, but I've lived several lifetimes since those, way back, days. I prefer my current life.. It's much simpler.
 
I will. I promise.
Betadine, not alcohol. Don't use bandaids. Use gauze and medical tape for bandaging. Watch for redness, swelling or discharge. But seriously no bandaids. That's the one thing every doctor and nurse told me about wound care. There is a coating on bandaids that don't allow a wound to drain and that can promote infection.
 
went to bed at midnight (H had an itch needing a scratch) but couldn't turn my brain off... got to 2.30am and just as I began to feel like sleep was on the horizon, the dog began to bark along with other neighbourhood dogs... probably coyotes around. Still, they continued on and off till gone 4, and it was probably around 4.30 I finally slipped into dreams. Then H began fidgeting, settling, and fidgeting again, waking me as I am generally a light sleeper.

He got up around 7 and so I thought, ok, I'll see to the animals now (feed the dog, outside cats, free the chickens, bring Digit down from upstairs with his mum), feed H, let Prissy and Harry outdoors (let Prissy back INdoors, then settle back for a good long nap. Digit (almost 5 weeks old now) and his mum had other ideas: they were in 'teach me how to bundle, mum' mode. After half an hour of that, with all the meows and squeaks and running around, I put them back upstairs hoping for some peace and quiet. But he's now mastered getting down the stairs so that lasted all of 5 seconds.

Eventually it was Digit's milk break and he finally went to sleep and I eventually got a few more hours. My brain doesn't know if it's coming or going today, never a good thing :eek:
 
What a frustrating kid to train all week. By the end of today, I couldn't even look at him. Scary part, he will be on his own next week. I'm worried for him, and worried for the general public. You'd be surprised by, some of the people, they let roll through your town with thousands of tons of disastrous and lethal chemicals.

I shall say no more, or the railroad gestapo, will throw me in the gulag
 
What a frustrating kid to train all week. By the end of today, I couldn't even look at him. Scary part, he will be on his own next week. I'm worried for him, and worried for the general public. You'd be surprised by, some of the people, they let roll through your town with thousands of tons of disastrous and lethal chemicals.

I shall say no more, or the railroad gestapo, will throw me in the gulag
Sounds as bad as the dude I was training .
 
I'm debating quiting therapy. I just feel it's run it's course.

Same with physical therapy. The point was to get to the mri. I should be there now and the therapist is just..annoying.
 
Getting packed up and the house cleaned today. On the road at zero dark thirty to spend the week amongst the natures and whatnots and not fucking care one bit about anything other than catching a buzz or a fish.
 
My new roommate is always hitting the bottle, crying, and waking me up at ungodly hours. Good thing he's cute as a button, and one, or we might be having words. 🙃
Oy, at least I was a happy and solitary drunk. That alone, probably saved many relationships with people I hold most dear. My looks probably wouldn't of saved me!
 
Me too! I'm glad summer is cooling. Crisp air and college football, that's all I need.

And food..


Maybe water, but that's debatable.
Last weekend was great. I love football but especially college football. I'm a Buckeye but I'll watch anyone play.
 
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