strange stories

yeah, the softball game was rained out which was perfect timing as i was able to help jackson move without missing a game and then i came home to pizza and ribs (wonderful, aye?) and there was the final episode of 24 and it sucked soap-opera style... way too soapy... mixed messages (non-denominational semi-religious) and just way too melodramatic soap suds...

and then, after tasting a slice of pizza at jackson's, i craved pizza on the way home... or a meastball parm sub... so i stopped at the store and bought a garlic bread pizza and cheese and passing through i found tony roma's riblets and that was dinner... pepperoni pizza with extra cheese and riblets... horribly off the weight loss plan i've been following for, well, since about the last few days of april, but yum, oh so yum...

and now, wired with energy... and yet, must sleep to continue recovering and be healthy and all that... nothing on the tv to keep me awake, but it's on anyway... loneliness?... habit?... so much more?... of course, the universe has more answers than can fit into the human mind, at least today... continue trusting the stars, the instinct, and the purple goldfish...

and dance... after pizza, chocolate, dance...