where, exactly, did wednesday go?
where?
i was thinking i’d written on here today, but i haven’t.
where was i?
eating red meat, that’s where.
will i never end?
tonight, a vietnamese beef dish at the great new vietnamese restaurant, i think it’s called “little saigon,” it’s on wabash, there was something about it in the paper which i didn’t actually read but luckily randy did and he and i and amy and jim went there and it was quite delicious PLUS it was actually decorated nicely, which seems way too rare here in spfld illinois, home of lincoln who might have been ok with the very plain restaurants everywhere and he probably wouldn’t have even noticed the decor anyway.
i think it’s safe to say that abraham l. wasn’t as shallow as me, grace s.
yesterday it was the perfect cheeseburger at maldaner’s for lunch, the day before, steak at ned kelly’s.
tomorrow, NO RED MEAT.
perhaps i’ll be a vegetarian for the day.
doubtful. highly doubtful.
tonight i’ve been throwing stuff away from my bathroom drawers. how many little bottles of lotion does one person need? probably not as many as i have. but i kept thinking BUT I’LL USE THESE SOMEDAY. i had a big debate today with a rather argumentative fellow who insisted he wouldn’t use lotion because he’d then have to use it ALL THE TIME and it would be just ONE MORE THING. but it’s not like he has to shave his legs, for god’s sake, nothing vast and annoying like that every day. i tried to tell him that the lotion would make his skin less dry and he probably wouldn’t have to use it in the summer because of all the humidity but HE’D HAVE NONE OF IT.
it always amuses me quite a bit when guys have these different ideas about things. it’s always something different, but i can’t think of a guy i’ve ever known who hasn’t had some odd idea about something simple and obvious like lotion. i mean, not lotion per se of course, but just some little thing that they have completely wrong and refuse to listen to reason.
but that’s ok. guys can be ok. once in a while, anyway. sometimes. not NEVER. not most not never, anyway.
i did manage to throw away quite a bunch of stuff from my cabinets and drawers, including most but not all of my outdated prescription drugs.
i think i’m going to be moving. maybe next week. i’m pretty excited about it, but also fairly overwhelmed because i have TOO MUCH STUFF. i think most people have too much stuff, WAY too much stuff, but if you don’t move, chances are you won’t get rid of it. i realize there must be a few people out there who aren’t pack rats, but i’ve never met any of them personally.
getting rid of stuff is good. REALLY good.
but not so easy to do.
i maybe be moving into a place with a big porch. this excites me more than i can say at this time.
not to mention the fact that spring is RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER.
life. good.
pretty much.
all in all.
not entirely, but that’s too much to ask for, isn’t it?
isn’t it?
i think about sleep now. not that i’ll actually get around to it for a while.
ok then,
grace later than i thought it was.