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Don't dare ask me how or why but I'm feeling positive right now. Let's just leave it at that. Because if I examine why I am feeling this way, I'm sure I'll find something to feel crappy about. Summer is ending, and I'm totally welcoming fall. I know it's: BACK TO WORK! but when Summer and winter are your super buisy seasons, fall becomes a vacation. I have a new refrigerator in my office; Well, new to me at least. It's actually pretty old and NOISY AS HELL, but it works!! I restocked the soda and water supply just in time for the hot season to end (I'm incredibly punctual!!!). Organization has been my latest concern. I suppose it should be, I'm never prepared for anything. Maybe its because I'm always horsing around instead of putting my balls to the grindstone? Perhaps. But this is the way I've been since I popped out 30+ years ago, so I figure it's HIGH time I do something about it. I've been reading books on the subject and so far, the mantra is: Start slow and in small increments. I've been organizing our DVD's, Paperwork and my to-do list so far. But I also need to figure out a better way to shelve all of our books, our CD's and all of our other crap. There is a method to my madness: Finish painting the dining room, Set up a table in there and GIVE IT HELL!! I'm still waiting for the spackle to dry.

Aside from that, I've been putzing around with a musical project and dug up a song from the deep-six archives. My songs are like well aged brie. I put the beginings together and leave it somewhere for a few years until it ages to perfection. Then I spread it across the cracker and see if it goes well with wine.

I can't wait to finish school, but I suppose I'll have to. I have a year and a half left ( I feel like I've been saying that for 3 years now). I can't help feeling like I've missed the starting gun. I'm sure I could be making so much more money right now, if I had gone for my batchelors earlier but WTF? Right? Better late than never. Why am I blogging about this crap? God knows! Sometimes I feel like I have absolutely nothing to offer anyone. I have a bizarre perspective, but sometimes it's agonizingly average. Average to the point where you want to take an ice-pick and see if you can touch brain matter with it. I can count who reads my blogs on one hand with a few fingers left over. Look at me feeling sorry for myself, it must be a Monday.