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dolariSo, last night, before the massive stomach ache of doom hit me, I did some more fun with your brain stuff...and this time, I know I wasn't just imagining anything. You see, there's this little place I literally DESCRIBED to myself into existence. It's a nice little clearing in a sparsley wooded area. I was literally describing to myself me playing around there when I half-heartedly describe a somersault.
And, physically, without the describing to myself the feeling,I got that giddy feeling you get when you do the flip. That kinda pit-of-your-stomach thing.
Brain games are fun, and educational. ;)
Then the stomach ache of doom hit me, and I know what caused it. My dad brought home some mix venison/pork/spiced sausage. I normally pride myself on having a cast iron stomach, but I Think the venison and MUCH HEAVIER THAN SHOULD BE ALLOWED BY LAW spicing made me a bit...urpy. Well, it wasn't so much urpy as I think my stomach was literally diving into my liver, desperate for an escape from my ribs. It didn't like me very much. I finally got to bed about 6:30 and woke up VERY VERY late (6:30PM). Wasn't too happy about that.
No sooner do I wake up, than my dad pops the "Why don't' you go back to college?" question. I really don't have the heart to tell him that "If I go back to college, I'll more than likely have to suffer all of you for another three years." It's the same reason I never went back to college after I flunked out the first time.
I'd love to go back to college to round out my education, but not at the expense of having to stay here while I went.
My day has been spent in anticipation of THUNDERSTORMS. I've been waiting for these things all day, and now (3:35AM) it looks like they might be getting closer. It's way too hot right now, and very humid, and the air is very dry and cold. Perfect Thunderboomer weather. :) I hope it gets here before I go to bed, I really dig storms.
I also made the mistake of being NICE to this family. I must remember NEVER to do that again. I was gonna run out to get a soda with my recently acquired $14. A 99 cent fountain drink. I made the mistake of asking my mom if she wanted anything (which usually would be a small bag of Cheetos). She asked for a 20oz RC and a bag of Cheetos. No problem. But my sister heard...and she wanted a Dr. Pepper. And then Dad saw us talking, and HE wanted a Big REd...them mom came back and asked for a dozen eggs, and it spiraled badly from there. My 99 cent, five minute trip ended up being a seven dollar thirty minute trip (had to go to a grocery store to get the eggs). Now the money I had saved for my Chinese Buffet dinner (yes, I'm on a diet, be quiet you) has given everyone a soda and us some eggs. I'm very unhappy about this. And the only reason I did it is because if I had said no, they would have made my life VERY unhappy for the next few WEEKS (it's bad enough, they CAN and WILL get worse).
My Closetspace account is up! YES! Now if I can only figure out why I haven't gotten the EMail with my password I can start work on the new designs for A Wish for Wings and Closetspace, to coincide with the new design for www.dolari.org. I'm very happy with the new design, the new navigation interface and even new pages are coming together QUITE nicely.
I'm going to dump the Texicana pages, mainly because they were a chore to begin with, and there was not much on there that wasn't close to blatant plagiarism from my Hill Country book and the Handbook of Texas Online.
Moral of the day: Brain Games Fun. Involving Bio-Family in anything BAD.
And, physically, without the describing to myself the feeling,I got that giddy feeling you get when you do the flip. That kinda pit-of-your-stomach thing.
Brain games are fun, and educational. ;)
Then the stomach ache of doom hit me, and I know what caused it. My dad brought home some mix venison/pork/spiced sausage. I normally pride myself on having a cast iron stomach, but I Think the venison and MUCH HEAVIER THAN SHOULD BE ALLOWED BY LAW spicing made me a bit...urpy. Well, it wasn't so much urpy as I think my stomach was literally diving into my liver, desperate for an escape from my ribs. It didn't like me very much. I finally got to bed about 6:30 and woke up VERY VERY late (6:30PM). Wasn't too happy about that.
No sooner do I wake up, than my dad pops the "Why don't' you go back to college?" question. I really don't have the heart to tell him that "If I go back to college, I'll more than likely have to suffer all of you for another three years." It's the same reason I never went back to college after I flunked out the first time.
I'd love to go back to college to round out my education, but not at the expense of having to stay here while I went.
My day has been spent in anticipation of THUNDERSTORMS. I've been waiting for these things all day, and now (3:35AM) it looks like they might be getting closer. It's way too hot right now, and very humid, and the air is very dry and cold. Perfect Thunderboomer weather. :) I hope it gets here before I go to bed, I really dig storms.
I also made the mistake of being NICE to this family. I must remember NEVER to do that again. I was gonna run out to get a soda with my recently acquired $14. A 99 cent fountain drink. I made the mistake of asking my mom if she wanted anything (which usually would be a small bag of Cheetos). She asked for a 20oz RC and a bag of Cheetos. No problem. But my sister heard...and she wanted a Dr. Pepper. And then Dad saw us talking, and HE wanted a Big REd...them mom came back and asked for a dozen eggs, and it spiraled badly from there. My 99 cent, five minute trip ended up being a seven dollar thirty minute trip (had to go to a grocery store to get the eggs). Now the money I had saved for my Chinese Buffet dinner (yes, I'm on a diet, be quiet you) has given everyone a soda and us some eggs. I'm very unhappy about this. And the only reason I did it is because if I had said no, they would have made my life VERY unhappy for the next few WEEKS (it's bad enough, they CAN and WILL get worse).
My Closetspace account is up! YES! Now if I can only figure out why I haven't gotten the EMail with my password I can start work on the new designs for A Wish for Wings and Closetspace, to coincide with the new design for www.dolari.org. I'm very happy with the new design, the new navigation interface and even new pages are coming together QUITE nicely.
I'm going to dump the Texicana pages, mainly because they were a chore to begin with, and there was not much on there that wasn't close to blatant plagiarism from my Hill Country book and the Handbook of Texas Online.
Moral of the day: Brain Games Fun. Involving Bio-Family in anything BAD.
