Must go to bed, but it’s so lovely just now. First night that it’s warm enough to open the window and air out the digs for a bit. I finally feel, really believe, that it’s going to be spring. How could it not be? The geese are back. We had a thunderstorm today. I can hear spring peepers down in the swamp. My truck won’t start.
You know, spring, glorious spring.
Poor Buckley. He hates the rain, something electrical must get a good soaking, and he refuses to start for about half an hour after a dousing. Making it difficult to go to work. Had to roust M from her nap and beg for a ride. I have a staunch and supportive M, by the way, and only ended up being five minutes late, but am Completely Paranoid and called to tell them I would be late etc etc.
Filed my taxes today, siphoning off a few pints of blood and a left arm for the hated IRS. Makes typing a bit slower, but otherwise I seem to have survived the amputation. But shall probably not be shopping with such wild abandon for a few months at least.
Got a good texting to from my friend yestereen when he found out I’d driven myself to the after-work birthday party Friday evening and driven myself home again ALONE. Apparently I am not to do that. Apparently I am to call him if I need Anything Of The Kind, but since I hadn’t been drinking anyway, I figured I was all right. Apparently I am not all right. I am to Call. (I am also to feel free to say no when he asks me out again, which he says may happen at some point in the near future… I said “deal” and we left it at that).
Yes, but it is nice to be looked after.
OH, and Anna from work gave me a clipping of a Brian Williams interview. I told her a while ago that I was cultivating a good celebrity crush on him of Leo and Titanic proportions, and she said she’d save any relics she happened to come across. Dear Brian W. I fear his only true love is sunless tanner, but perhaps I might come in a solid second. Some blissful day.
And I had a Kerouac quote I wanted to share, but it’s gone now, and I’m SO sleepy. And you’re bored, so there we go.
