Enga mellom fjella

Just another Saturday...

... except it's Friday.

ME:

I remembered to blog yesterday but missed my journal ... at least I'm writing something every day.

In the end it all balances out I suspect. I've spent too much of my life trying to deal with the nausea of living without just plain enjoying it.

Prolly won't change.

Put thorns on my grave or better ... nasturtiums.

Nothing to chat about really. Had a bunch of things I could've done last evening and basically did nothing. The one meeting was canceled and that made me late for another. At least I got to chat with Peter for a minute. Met Brie.

So maybe Saturday will be better? That's if I don't forget it's Friday with other things to do...

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