Eh...

It seems that all my feelings got together today and decided they'd each take a five minute crack at me.  It was fun at first, but after a few rounds I hated it...until I got over it and laughed it off... only to find myself wanting to cry over the nasty weather... but I couldn't cause Frank Sinatra was singing through my ipod and that always puts a smile on my face.  I was a little worried that the intoxicating fumes pouring out the leak in my exhaust might have damaged my brain while I drove to point B but that fear quickly turned to relief after I remembered I only used ten percent of it anyways and the other ninety is basically disposable... At one point today I wanted to workout so I made my way to the kitchen to get an orange popsicle.   I actually talked to my dog for a solid ten minutes while she sat and listened.  I wished I was a young child watching Hook but then I couldn't wait to grow old.  I wanted an adventure... or a nap...

When I talked to God about how I was feeling he said, "I know."

haha.

There is a lot bullshit that takes place everyday.  This frustrates most but I think we are better for it.  After all, if you want something to grow shit makes the best fertilizer...a pungent verse of a sweet song.