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This will be your only warning.
If you go to an Independence, MO Quik Trip on a Sunday afternoon in late spring, esp. on a holiday weekend, the people you will find will not be Kansas Citians, no. They will be MISSOURIANS, a completely different animal. And I stress the word *animal.*
Sweathoggin', Unwashed t-shirt wearin', toe-jam packin' Missourians. This is one of the most beautiful states in the union. How can so many of its citizens LIVE like this?
In other news, I still seem to be in my werewolf cycle because my whole weekend has consisted of grilling meat, eating meat, cleaning the li'l Foreman griller, grilling more meat, eating more meat, etc. And I'm never FULL! I just want more and more MEAT!!!
Yes, I'm aware this is the point where all the hot, sexy goth chicks cruising LJ sarcastically go "Yup, that's attractive," and never look at my journal again :)
I said I would be productive this weekend and paint, I even went out and spent money on a new jug of turpentine. But I just don't want to do it at all now. All I want to do is veg in front of the computer and playtest my L5R deck for the Kotei (big regional championship) next weekend. Normally this would bother me, but so far it hasn't. And it's not like I've been a total waste of flesh (Mmmm... FLESH! *lipsmack, lipsmack*) I grooved on the bass and worked on editing the novel as well. And since I'm working alone tonight (reduced coverage for the holiday,) I think I'll be in a serious drawing mood come midnight. Yeah.
I still have no idea how Lesley and I are. I've tried to reach her today but she hasn't been home. I'm not stressing about it. It's too nice a day to stress about anything, really. We'll talk when we talk. It'll work out when it works out. I think our talk last week definately did have a positive effect because I can't recall ever having felt this way during our similar experiences in the past.
This doesn't really have anything to do with anything, but I discovered a lovely creek running behind some houses during my walk back from Quik Trip, a little piece of old-growth Appalaichian forest quietly tucked into residential Independence. It made me feel a little bit better about life, but now I'm starting to think about meat again and fear I may be a few pounds heavier the next time any of you see me.
If you go to an Independence, MO Quik Trip on a Sunday afternoon in late spring, esp. on a holiday weekend, the people you will find will not be Kansas Citians, no. They will be MISSOURIANS, a completely different animal. And I stress the word *animal.*
Sweathoggin', Unwashed t-shirt wearin', toe-jam packin' Missourians. This is one of the most beautiful states in the union. How can so many of its citizens LIVE like this?
In other news, I still seem to be in my werewolf cycle because my whole weekend has consisted of grilling meat, eating meat, cleaning the li'l Foreman griller, grilling more meat, eating more meat, etc. And I'm never FULL! I just want more and more MEAT!!!
Yes, I'm aware this is the point where all the hot, sexy goth chicks cruising LJ sarcastically go "Yup, that's attractive," and never look at my journal again :)
I said I would be productive this weekend and paint, I even went out and spent money on a new jug of turpentine. But I just don't want to do it at all now. All I want to do is veg in front of the computer and playtest my L5R deck for the Kotei (big regional championship) next weekend. Normally this would bother me, but so far it hasn't. And it's not like I've been a total waste of flesh (Mmmm... FLESH! *lipsmack, lipsmack*) I grooved on the bass and worked on editing the novel as well. And since I'm working alone tonight (reduced coverage for the holiday,) I think I'll be in a serious drawing mood come midnight. Yeah.
I still have no idea how Lesley and I are. I've tried to reach her today but she hasn't been home. I'm not stressing about it. It's too nice a day to stress about anything, really. We'll talk when we talk. It'll work out when it works out. I think our talk last week definately did have a positive effect because I can't recall ever having felt this way during our similar experiences in the past.
This doesn't really have anything to do with anything, but I discovered a lovely creek running behind some houses during my walk back from Quik Trip, a little piece of old-growth Appalaichian forest quietly tucked into residential Independence. It made me feel a little bit better about life, but now I'm starting to think about meat again and fear I may be a few pounds heavier the next time any of you see me.
