CATEGORY: Blogging, Life, Happiness, Normalcy
MY MOOD: Content
WHAT I AM LISTENING TO: The sound of my neighbor's dog barking like his life depended on it.
11 December 2008
It has been going on for over an hour. Thank goodness I was distracted by Multiply. My call to the police letting them know that a noise ordinance is being broken is coming up at the completion of this post.
Today was a day that was neither a good one or a bad one. It was a day where it good to be above ground. It other words, today is what it is.
I took the time to respond to comments left on my blog. I did not finish responding to all. Unfortunately, I should be in bed at this very moment and I wanted to get my thoughts down on cyber paper.
I want to apologize to anyone who took time out of their life to comment. I am sorry my reply has been so delayed. It is never my intention not to respond as quickly as possible, but my life is a little upside down presently and slowly getting better. I am trying my best to keep the lines of communication open with my Multiply family. I eventually will get the chance to visit your guestbooks. Please forgive me for my unintentional rudeness.
I am calling it a night after a looooooooong and drawn out day. I have been up for over 24 hours and I am tired but not sleepy. My disorders almost got the best of me today, but I scored a win for the home team. I almost when into a stupor dealing with it all and I am sure it shows on my face right now.
I am happy to be able to note on a daily basis. It is very difficult for me to do this. I want to do this. It makes me feel better when I see my thoughts in black and white. It makes me feel a little less crazy. {ha ha} I still feel a lot crazy. lol! I feel crazy because I could not reply to everyone. I didn't even get a chance to get over to Blogger or MySpace. It would be a whole lot easier if they all where in the same place. I have friends on each site that love it there and there is no chance of them blogging anywhere but where they are. Hence, the mad dash and thoughts of many schemes to make this all easier.
It is now 15 minutes before 12 and I have to prep for bed. That means taking Jackson out for his walk because if he passes gas an inch away from my face again tonight, I am going to knock him senseless. He did it and started looking around like I am the one who did it. Living with him is like living with a raunchy frat brother. You know the one. The one that was put on behind the scenes activities because no one wanted him to embarrass the house.
Take care one and all from jackson and monte (possible errors. do you think I have time to read over this tonight!) LOL No seriously!