again with the limits

can't even give you the poop in peace here in blogger goggle land as the post limits demand eighteen character captcha entries so the catching up stops... meanwhile, here in the (e)thereal, life goes on busily within and all around and it was another expensive day thanks to my favorite spendaholic (so i celebrated with pickles, the almost new york deli that is relatively just around the corner, by car, at least)... yeah, so much for losing the weight, but then, i don't have a sexy new incentive to get under my skin, now do i?...

whatever all this means, i trust the light at the end of the tunnel won't burn our eyes before we can see what it illuminates... kind of a long wish, or fortune cookie kinda thought... may the light at the end of your tunnel not burn out your retinas before you see what it illuminates... dark humor, no doubt... it's one of those moods on one of those nights...

the apartment manager was not receptive... and the work will continue for several more weeks... this body does not like that idea at all from the aching neck to the aching back to the overall malaise... i requested a mold and air quality inspection which costs a lot, so we shall see if that motivates some reciprocation... sucks at home, work is still as good as work gets, so i focus on work life in my head where success and comfort and respect and healthiness is much more real and present than here at home... since i blog here at home, i don't blog much...

and that's the poop... narf :)