Sometimes I'm overwhelmed by the things that there are to read, the ideas to explore... and that's just in my head. The things to do, the things to see... the things to do, the things to do.... I am so behind in almost every aspect of my life. Tried to do music tonight. Got the voice and piano down *just right*... but I can't get a guitar track. Tried fifteen different things. Finally, one works! So I dub the entire track... and got nothing. Didn't change a thing... but it's just not there. Well, obviously, I must've done *something*... but I have no idea what it might have been. Karen rescued another bunny tonight from the cats... probably a brother to the ones who died last week. She's willing to put it out under the deck, but not tonight... it's too cold. Tomorrow, maybe? But in fact, it will die without it's mother. But the world... well, it doesn't have enough rabbits, y'know? And there are way too many Terri Schiavos, too. Speaking of which... if I'm ever there, let me go, let me go. Hasten my deminse, if possible, with a nice IV of painkiller. It's not out of the realm of possibility, given my history, that I might be in just about the same condition. And I would really like to have someone, not family, who could pronounce me dead, for all purposes. And then be willing to act... even against the wishes of my family... but I really think that my family understands. I just want to be clear on what my desires are. Yeah, bookmark this entry. Pretty pud day today...weird, how things go. Tomorrow... is Friday, and I am right happy about that.
hours, the hours like days, but the
damned years? Speedy....
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