Again, a hard time getting up... mostly 'cause the cats have figgered out that I'm back. Callie (BabyCat) thinks that I'm her "special" friend, she want to sleep on my chest. And the black one, raisin, likes to bound from one side of the bed to the other, and prefers high jumping-off points.... I didn't have to go in until 08:00 today, but it's 07:00 tomorrow and Friday. Meaning that I should already be in bed right now, of course. But I've been wearing out my fingers, working on a coupla new songs. They were sore yesterday, and they're even sorer now. I'm trying to write some bluesy stuff... and I have no idea what I'm doing, or even what that really means, heh. Using the notes in a blues scale, is what I hope that it means. Whatever, I like it. I was the runner today, and it wasn't as bad as it usually is. Only missed one vein, and that's 'cause the girl psyched me out. I thought that I was over that sort of thing, guess I'm not yet. We're gonna be a tech short the next two days, and then I'm on call this weekend. Not Monday, though, so I'll get to celebrate with Karen's kids and grandkids. Time to write a haiku and get to bed....
with the essence of their lives
short, with lots of sex.
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