Ignore the pun from the movie Norbit. To say the least, there is nothing going on. At all. I've got Cross Country here in a few hours. That'll be fun. Be back later at some point in time. Unless I get sucked into a vortex. That'll be an experience.
My God, I'm so sick of being sick. Pnumonia again. It's mild, but I feel like absolutely ****aki mushrooms. I have basically all the symptoms. Constant cough, sore throat, fever, everything. And then I feel nauseas because of the antibiotic I'm on, so that's not helping things much. Well, hopefully I'll be better soon .
This morning I went for my usual walk alkong the boardwalk. It was hot but there was a fairly nice breeze. I had my Ipod and I was walking to the music of Faith Hill (usually I walk to ABBA, which happens to be great music to walk too by the way). After my walk (did 3.8 miles, burned 359 calories and walked 9613 steps)I sat on a bench and just looked out into the ocean. It was fairly clear out and as I was looking at the water it looked like thousands of tiny lights blinking on the water. ...
Fausto Paupetti. My father was visiting me two weeks ago. He stayed in a hotel and we hung out there, just catching up. He bought me a new computer so I will go to school with it. I really love it, and now I can play all sorts of music I have, like ELO and Paul Mauriat and Fausto Paupetti. Went to visit my brother this weekend in Alva, Oklahoma. He's at a corrections facility there, sadly. Not too much else going on. Just working on getting different ...
It has been a little over 12 hours since I received news of my mother's decease. I find I can and need to type. If only to preserve a record for my guttersnipes when the time will come when they may have questions about who I am and perhaps why I am. The night before I was chatting online with a friend whose mother had paid her a long overdue visit for which she took a day off and the weekend so we were catching up on the news. I was delighted her time with her mother had gone ...