blessed are the ones who remember to feel

actually, this was gonna be titled blessed with another potty break cuz that is what brings me to the keyboard and away from the game, but hey, there's a much deeper memory wanting to smile without any foul odors on this date so i found another more suitable title and even though this paragraph kind of distracts from it (who me?), the blessing is no less... remembering is almost as good as being there... yeah, almost :)

almost arranged the three day weekend, almost gave myself the choice between cleaning the space or diving into written gardens and distracting myself with the fun of the game... but must wake tomorrow sometime for a bit of work at the office so i shall not abandon all responsibility tonight, alas, and perhaps that is why i remain alone... though all evidence points to the opposite conclusion and if i was a bit more responsible way back when, well, imagine the different life that would have been... not for me, perhaps, as i made the choices i made... or did i? (smirking giggle?... oh my, whoever understands drop your drawers now lol lam laa narf :)

singing... nobody knows the tubbles i've been... or babbles i've blogged, for that matter... but all in all, it's been the best life i can remember well and so, yay for random chance or cosmic planning or the genius of instinct... meanwhile, i wonder about you... feel free to fill me in anytime :)