Friday, December 3, 2010

Warm breezes

I have two things to say tonight. First, it is so nice to spend my whole day saying thank you over and over. Second, I can't imagine what being a jack russel puppy is like.

Man, life is good. I got to drink a bottle of decent wine tonight while wearing flip-flops and a thermal shirt. I don't ever want to live through another winter. I just wish kenney could have spent this one with me. I kept telling him we would go someplace where it doesn't get cold. He got me here, but he didn't get to enjoy 70 degrees in february. God bless his soul.

The weather was lovely today. Work was great. My roommate, friend, is working her program. I am not hungry, I'm clean in every possible meaning of the word, and I am chilling on my bed, indoors, about to eat two or three Krispy Kreme donuts before I pass out. In the morning I will have coffee and cigarettes, I will do callesthenics, and run by the ocean before I go to work at noon. Life is good.

My goodness... to be a jack russel puppy... what exactly is the evolutionary benefit of running and chewing constantly, on everything, until you fall over? I think they eat mice, or rats, so maybe it just takes a lot of mice to feed a growing body? He is so HERE. EVERYWHERE. He doesn't stop untilhe drops,and he wants so much to do the right thing. He keeps comming to me when he does something to see if he gets praise or a scolding. If I can't come back as a tree, maybe I could come back as a jack russel. It takes a lot of energy to train one. Just keeping up with him is challenging.

I can't think of anything I need right now, except for a saolboat. I have been saying that for about 20 years now. 2010 is about to end. Can you believe we've lived a decade since Y2K? It just keeps going faster and faster, doesn't it? All the more reason to get a boat this year. But today was good. Thank you. Thank you for letting me live this life in this body at this time. Thank you for kenny and for billy, and for my truck and my bed.

Clear skys and warm breezes...

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