just another day in the lost and found

work, the usual, caught up on the week off... home, the usual, except that Precious did the dishes and sorta cleaned the counters and I am still resisting the chocolate... penance for the years of no exercise, no focus, carelessness, apathy, over-indulgence, sensual denial and selfishness, waiting, hiding, self-destruction, not sharing, no style, bad hair days, playing clueless, extravagance, restlessness, and a poverty of the spirit... or it could just be a lack of babbling and being tired feeling bloated and holding back the chocolate until I don't feel bloated any more... right, maybe...

watching TV (Friday night Sci-Fi) and rambling in comments (that's for the inspiration) tonight... btc will see entries this weekend, for posterity... I may clean more... will I get to the gym?... anything's possible... but nothing is happening, virtually (or is it practically) nothing, anyway... and I wonder, why am I enjoying the nothing so much?...

I ignore myself well, grasshopper...

and laugh abundantly...

g'nite J