too late

yes, unfortunately or not, you missed your chance to console the big loser after the wounded knee came home all happy as a lark cuz life is just like that (a lark, happy, a wounded knee, you choose or paint your own) and that, my friends, is thereal...

of course i wouldn't want just anyone to be consoling anyway cuz most consoling comes with way too much self-pity and i've got enough of my own thank you very much nyuk nyuk and all that horseradish... but then, it was today...

and a swollen knee keeps me limping a bit, stiffening up when i don't move it, but otherwise i am fine cuz the pain (must be my unbelievable tolerance, aye?) hasn't gotten to my brain much (just feels like i've got my left in a keg of marshmallow flush and we {me and the leg} are walking underwater)...

work was busy, as usual... i could spend all night there and get the all the monthly reports done on time, but then, seriously now, what fun is that without someone hiding under your desk?... so i just put in the usual ten hours and a half today and tomorrow, more numbers to crunch and reports to write and investigations to tie up and dances to dance (slowly) and fun to be had by all... or at least by me...

home, to rest the knee, and consume leftovers from the olive garden... suddenly precious has a new favorite place and naturally, we went there... and i bought enough food for a week... so i'll take this week off from that health kick i got on for a week last week and see if the whole thing doesn't start all over again next week... or something like that... but it's just too much fun to break the rules, ya know?...

what can i say, all i've got these days are my taste buds and the rule breaking thrill i so adore... thank goodness for diets of the rule breaking thrill would be so much less fun... i don't know what i am doing here, really, cuz it's kind of obvious the babbler wants to play... so take care my long lost strangers... make it fun with or without me... and if you see theone, say hello for me...

nite nite :)