I'm in one of those odd moods. Well, maybe it's not a mood. I don't know what to call it. If I were talking about a three month old, I'd probably be talking about object persistence.
This morning seems like a thousand years ago. I spent time with several people I really enjoy being around this evening and it seems like I haven't talked to a soul in days.
And right at this moment in time, all I want to do is drink, smoke and engage in some lewd sexual behavior. And it has nothing to do with wanting alcohol, tobacco or sex. It's just a weird mood.
I also stopped working on the scripts about a hour ago. I had lots of good reasons about why and when. But there was nothing original about them. :)
Tomorrow, I'm going to build a small gate so
lizetta's dog can run around
veggiebelle's back yard. I'm excited about it. It will be a fun, simple project. I notice, though, that it is getting more and more elaborate in my head. :)
I'm going to bed. Perhaps I'll sleep.
This morning seems like a thousand years ago. I spent time with several people I really enjoy being around this evening and it seems like I haven't talked to a soul in days.
And right at this moment in time, all I want to do is drink, smoke and engage in some lewd sexual behavior. And it has nothing to do with wanting alcohol, tobacco or sex. It's just a weird mood.
I also stopped working on the scripts about a hour ago. I had lots of good reasons about why and when. But there was nothing original about them. :)
Tomorrow, I'm going to build a small gate so
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I'm going to bed. Perhaps I'll sleep.