Always On My Mind

I've had this blog at the forefront of my thoughts today, mostly because I couldn't think for the life of me what I would write about. Go figure, it's a blog, and I've got writer's block. I'm not even a freakin' writer, how unfair is that?

The last couple of days have been pretty uneventful. I was on my death bed yesterday, fully convinced that I was going to smother in all the excess mucous my body was producing. And while I realize that may be a bit graphic for some of you, try living it. I got my TV mounted, which I am so thrilled about, I can barely contain myself. I even got the shelf put up that all the electronics will go on. And that's where I'm stuck. I can't figure out a good way to do all the wiring so that it looks nice and neat and not at all like the server closet where I work, which resembles a technological Medusa, and if you trip, there's a good chance it will grab you and integrate your brain into it's already malfunctioning system. But I'll get it figured out eventually, and I'm hoping getting rid of some of this furniture will help to inspire my thinking. But then again, getting rid of the furniture is proving to be an impossible feat of it's own. Ah, the evil cycle of it all.

It's April Fool's Day, which is stupid. It can't possibly be the fourth month in the year already. Didn't we just change into 2008, and now we are already a third of the way through the year? Ridiculous. Unacceptable. What that also means is that The Smoodge will be 17 months tomorrow. Please hold while I have an anxiety attack.....

Okay, that was fun. Plus, the Spurs have come back from halftime, and I'm hoping they can stave off the Warriors and pull off a win. It's been an interesting game thus far, and Pop got a technical foul called on him early on, which almost always means an exciting bout of play. What's even better, is that it will be an exciting bout of play on my new bad ass TV. :)

And in closing, I'd like to leave you with a link that I got from another website that I frequent, Dooce. The link takes you to a photo gallery that was done entitled Life Before Death, and it really is one of the most well done, beautiful, thought provoking galleries I have ever seen. If you decide to look at it, then make sure you read the captions that go along with all the photos.

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Anonymous said…
I'm glad you're doing a lot better. I took a gander at Life Before Death... tear-jerker if I do say so myself.
April 2, 2008 at 8:29 AM
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