I try hard and sometimes fall off the wagon. I will pick up heavy things and put them over my head. It seems to help. I will not crush my enemies.
I watched Conan the Barbarian last night. I felt I needed the archetypical "muscle-y guy being awesome and destroying bad guy" movie. I did. It served its purpose. Campy dialogue, James Earl Jones, etc.
I have found no place that is not a desert.
My teeth suddenly became sensitive to cold last week. I already disliked very cold beverages because of a tendency towards "ice cream headaches". I tend to consume things quickly. I may have to ring up my dentist.
I think I will go get a quart of egg nog. Nobody has to know. It will be our little secret. This is not the wagon I worry about falling off. I will fall off the egg nog wagon as often as I like and you cannot stop me. Only the end of the retail availability of egg nog can stop me.
I had three pieces of bacon, a quart of milk, a glass of orange juice, and a couple handfuls of cereal this morning for breakfast. I ate some nuts while at my desk. I will not lose weight this year.
I want to set things on fire.
George W Bush is still my president. I think history will show that we misunderestimated his capabilities. Pfffffffff...
I want to be home. I don't know what I would do there. I might sit and watch Star Trek. Spock's cold and unemotional view on life would be a much-needed respite.
At the grocery store yesterday, the only offal they had around was chicken liver. The tarts also disappeared. I'm addicted to the apple tarts. I was most put out by their disparition.
From my youth up.
I need to read a novel or something. I am getting too much nervous energy. I could get creative with a stimulus, an outside world besides my own, I just need some distraction, a novel. Or it could turn me incendiary. Well, that's what picking up heavy things is for, I guess.
There's a masquerade party tomorrow. On the one hand, cool. On the other, where they hell am I going to find a mask? That fits over glasses? Remember, it's a masquerade, not a costume party. I got the invitation on Tuesday. Hrm. Well, I'll think of something. A bandit-style mask. See lolfed.com for details.
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