and the clouds roll on in.

the title has pretty much nothing to do with the content i am about to spew forth onto your screen. just thought i’d let you know, in case you were waiting for this big, depressing shoe to drop. i just happened to type it as i was looking out the window at the weather system approaching. now we can both relax and fall into a trance as i relay and you absorb my nonsense. you’re feeling sleepy…
i’m losing things lately. i fucking hate losing things. first, it was my silver fountain pen. last i saw it was while writing a grocery list two sundays ago. i worried that i’d thrown it out with the paper, but i hadn’t thrown the paper out yet and when shaken violently, no pen emerged from it. i’m seriously peeved about this. i’ve had that pen for years. although not particularly valuable or sentimental, it was the favourite of all the different fountain pens i’ve owned. next, was a tube of anti-fungal cream i know i had out on the shelf friday. do you think i can find it now? actually, that one i’m fairly sure i threw out in error. i wonder what the third thing will be.
today, i have to write a letter to the executive board of the union. although i am intrigued and very interested in accepting their nomination to become the unit rep for admin, i have enough reservations about it that i just can’t shake off. oh well, maybe in a year i’ll have another shot at it and i won’t be so timid about it.
ever do something really dumb while driving? i locked my wheels and came to a very loud, rubber-melting stop this morning on the way to work all because i decided to stop for a yellow, er, amber light. i finally came to stop (exactly at the stop line, mind you), flicked the car into park, retrieved my bag from the floor of the passenger side where it had been catapulted by the force of the stop, and proceeded to blush and tell myself how cool i was to have done that. sometimes i’m a total moron.
my mother won a bunch of money at the casino sunday night and sent me $100 of it. thanks, mom! you bought me groceries and gas this week!
my nutritional hedonism has come back to haunt me. i never weigh myself, mostly because i don’t have a scale, exept while visiting mom. last time i was there, at christmas, i was pleasantly surprised to note that despite total cessation of my exercise regime and a fairly substantial lapse in dietary responsibilty, i had only gained back five of the twenty pounds i’d lost the previous year. well, i must have taken that good news a little too well. seems i’ve gained another ten and now i’m kicking into food nazi mode. i’m thinking i may even set up a food blog for myself, just to keep myself accountable for what i stuff in my face and, eventually, wear on my ass. then i’ll see about lifting again.
i found a counter/log script that i wanted to implement here, but for the life of me i can’t figure out why it’s not working. you’ll see [an error occurred while processing this directive] down in the right-hand corner. i think it’s my server configuration which is screwing the mess up. maybe i’ll just try to figure out how to write it in php instead.