March 8

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2009

Me 13:25, 8 March 2009 (EDT)

It just doesn't feel like Lent at all this year. I've missed all the preparatory services, I missed today (Sunday of Orthodoxy), and on top of it all, this stupid kidney stone thing combined with my "new diet" has my body all kinds of crazy and I haven't come close to a Lenten meal day yet. It's still repairing itself, and all the protein sources I *would* eat -- soy burgers, peanuts/peanut butter -- are no good any more.

Worse is that I miss my family. I miss hanging out with my friends (in-game and out). I miss my scout den. I'm so damn tired of feel like crap and just sleeping and eating and nothing else besides being drugged up.

I just want it over.

2008

Me 08:13, 8 March 2008 (EST)

I should probably get dressed and go out and help...

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Me 11:56, 8 March 2008 (EST)

and it keeps coming down.

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Me 00:23, 9 March 2008 (EST)

I need to get rid of this house. I am NOT a handyman. Never was, never will be.

The toilet is leaking water. I'll fix it, I think. Instead, I find that one of the bolts of the tank is loose AND rusted in place. Now, our downstairs bathroom is out of order until it's fixed.

The upstairs sink is a pain in the ass as the sink is so close to the wall, the straight metal piece that comes out to control the drain pullup hits the wall. So, I had to file it off. Sat watching TV for like a half hour sawing through it. After that, i go upstairs, and...it's off by like an 1/8 of an inch. I sit and file it down at the end (not cutting off the half inch I had to do before), and I finally get it right.

Then, I hook all the pipes back up, and as I tighten the flange below the main basin...the pipe tilts toward the wall, and it now is too much again. More filing.

I'd had enough. We put the kids to bed, and it just won't have a working drain for now.

2007

Me 09:53, 8 March 2007 (EST)

In light of my previous comment about righteous nookie, Wifey's comment last night made me think of something else. She said, "Well, one plus of me not working...at least we're having sex more than just our typical Saturday/Sunday thing. We're broke, but at least we're gettin' some!"

My thought this morning as I was getting ready for work: I can totally understand now how people who have no money have so many kids. I mean, you can't go to a movie, can't go out to a bar maybe, can't go on vacation. So, what do you do? Built-in entertainment.

I'm so glad she's fixed. I couldn't afford feeding another minion.

Me 11:42, 8 March 2007 (EST)

/hugs to Heather for a little bit of song today. Yes, it's emo. Yes it's kind of "chicky", but good music.

Me 07:01, 8 March 2007 (EST)

Whether it's the extra hour of sleep or the 'really good nookie last night, I'm a bit more alert today. I'm still deep-down-depressed about the stupidity of yesterday, but when I'm coherent, at least I can cope with the feelings better. (FYI: No bruising on the knuckles yet. A twinge tender, but otherwise okay.)

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