Mundane participation for the tragically bored.

wearing: tan Florida t-shirt and pajama bottoms;
hearing: just started the Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me podcast;
eating: nothing;
drinking: cold water with a spritz of jealousy for osssobuco's chocolate milk and bourbon;
doing: a2k-ing until I call it a day;
looking forward to: an epiphany on something to looking forward to these days.

wearing: jeans, Bob Seger T shirt, tennis'
hearing: dammit! (same electrical buzz...)
eating: just had breakfast (biscuit with sausage...terribly unhealthy, but I don't have a lot of options on food til tomorrow.)
drinking: coffee...industrial strength
doing: fixing to (snicker) produce a whirlwind of cleaning activity, shower, chipper up my morose ass, and wait for my best friend, who's driving a long way to stay a few days. I don't feel up to it...so, this bit of willed attitude readjustment will be quite a feat.
looking forward to: Settling my darling daughter's dilemma, and mine.
feeling: disjointed, sad, tired, screwed, unworthy
wanting: peace

wearing: grey fleece gym pants, lotion all over mah body from the pool, Kevin's big moss green tshirt, ain't got mah tennis' on yet...
hearing: like, the coolest song ever!! Pixies' "Hey" I think it's my new favorite song...
eating: chips and picante sauce
drinking: water
doing: playing with my baby on facebook, poppin in to check out Craven's April Fools' Day festivities, listen to the Pixies, nukin lunch before gym time...basking in feeling better.
looking forward to: growing up a bit more....seems to be in progress
feeling: better
wanting: to go ahead and move to my baby...logic, economics, nshit, be damned.

wearing: plaid pajama bottoms, red t-shirt;
hearing: the latest Vinyl Cafe podcast and the ever-present ringing in my left ear ;
eating: nothing;
drinking: water;
doing: a2k then slumber for the night;
looking forward to: the Red Sox season opening and perhaps walking the landlord dogs again in the wonderful Spring weather this Sunday;

wearing: jammies
hearing: Weekend Edition
eating: nada
drinking: chai
doing: catching up on the news
looking forward to: a quiet day
feeling: meh
wanting: health for mil

Cheer up Swimpy! The Red Sox beat the Yankees in a great comeback win to take the Season Opener!


wearing: a nice pair of khaki pants and a t-shirt (not finished dressing for work);
hearing: Morning Edition streaming from WBUR;
eating: leftover junkie sushi from last night;
drinking: glass of milk;
doing: a2k and catching up on the news;
looking forward to: The NCAA Championship game between Duke and Butler.
feeling: Pretty good!
wanting: good news for Lash and happy thoughts and times for Swimpy as well as some reconciliation for dearest Izzie.

You're sweet <MWAH>

wearing: low riders, cute little black shirt, sunuks,
hearing I'm going slightly mad
eating: chocolate covered marshmallow egg
drinking: nothing....need a glass of milk
doing: putting off
looking forward to: sleeping
feeling: so tired I can't see straight
wanting: lots and lots of things these days

wearing: black watch paid boxers, white t-back tank, bare feetses
hearing: Toast (Beth's happy today)
eating: not a thing
drinking: a small glass of red wine...my anti-anxiety fix for the evening
doing: getting ready to call it a day
looking forward to: a few things - baseball Saturday being the biggest
feeling: quite warm and fuzzy
wanting: well...for things to quit breaking - there is only so much we have to put toward the broken things for Pete's sake.

wearing: dark green, I dunno, slimmish cotton pants; yellow linen top, really lovely, except that it is entirely wrinkled, as I loathe ironing and am fond of real linen - and that reminds me of a new yorker story not long ago about a mother and daughter and many transfers of the yellow shirt (I don't remember the author just now). Oh, and the chunky goldish Fossil watch.
hearing: Toast (Beth's happy today) Not hearing it now, but I enjoyed it.
eating: not a thing
drinking: bourbon and chocolate milk with ice
doing: thinking, time to start the salmon
looking forward to: tomorrow passing, one way or the other (visit to surgeon for test)
feeling: good, fearful, anxious, che sera - I'm not sure how I want the test to come out, which is relative to whether medicare/etc will pay for the surgery.
wanting: a lot of things for a lot of friends

wearing: olive khaki pants, DNR shirt, denim jacket, running shoes
hearing: space heater hum
eating: not a thing
drinking: nope
doing: taking a break between a report and a letter, i.e working.
looking forward to: going to see my friend in her community theater play
feeling: sleepy, the space heater is making me drowsy.
wanting: Osso's eye doctor visit to turn out the way she wants it to, whether she knows how that is or not.

wearing: coppery cords, my black boots (it's cold again), dark gray t-shirt with some embroidery, turquoise cotton scarf, denim jacket, and what appears to be a couple of black eyes (not enough sleep, sinuses, something, I look like crap but feel marginally less crappy than I look)
hearing: -- (but if I could probably girlies screaming in the back yard)
eating: had a couple of little macaroons a bit ago
drinking: need more water
doing: trying to get a bit more motivated to do what needs doin
looking forward to: clarity on some stuff that needs doin
feeling: marginally less crappy than I look
wanting: to have all of the ingredients necessary for dinner magically appear when I snap. [snaps, hopefully] [nuffink] [maybe I'll take the zen approach and just make SOME sort of dinner out of what I do have on hand...]

wearing: The same dark green cotton pants, a grey blue green (uh, sea green?) long sleeved tee, the chunky watch, the usual dansko pony shoes, the good ring (the one from c. 1917 with the cut blue green zircon)
hearing: friday afternoon traffic on the through street behind my house
drinking: grapefruit juice diluted w/water
doing: relaxing
looking forward to: a good walk in the morning
feeling: anxious about this and that (money, mostly), but not unhappy
wanting: to get myself in gear on the front yard..

note: I failed the test, sort of. (I yam what I yam.) My r. pigmentosa problems interfere with a good test, in that I have tunnel vision, thus didn't see a lot of the lights in either the before or after visual field test (not the test I am used to), thus the improvement from having the lid held up was lower than for others who have droop lid problems. I just miss the medicare cut off - but the surgeon thinks the photos will be need-convincing. If medicare says no, she'll write more detailed expository. I could be gritting my teeth, but I'm glad to get home and relax.
I'll post on the o' eyes thread once it's resolved.

wearing: black watch plaid polar fleece pants, turquoise/blue striped tank under a grey/white striped hoodie (a vision, I'm a vision), navy socks with what looks like turquoise/green watch bands in a pattern
eating: just finished a bit of that awesome Toscana cheese
drinking: nothing, need green tea or somethin'
doing: FBing and relaxing
looking forward to: clothing bullies tonight
feeling: comfy enough
wanting: a butler

wearing: denim short sleeved shirt my best friend gave me; brown khakis I absconded from my former boyfriend; pearly toenail polish...(I actually bought the nail polish!)
eating: kashi cereal with blueberries, chipped banaynays, vanilla yoghurt, n strawberries.
drinking: coffee (2 Splendas)
doing: staving off depression...think I should just go to sleep...
looking forward to: APRIL 30!!!
most afraid of: APRIL 30!!!
feeling: pretty ******* low and numbish. afore-mentioned denim shirt-giver lost her son to suicide this week. feels a lot closer to home than I think it should. in agony for her. I don't know how people take that next breath.
wanting: too much to mention

wearing: Low riders, criss cross strap baby doll shirt, white scoop neck t underneath it, sunuk sandals
eating: almonds
drinking: diet DP
doing: waiting
looking forward to: I don't know right now...taking it one day at a time
feeling: concern for Lash and all she is going through. So sorry to hear of your dear friends son. Heartbreaking. Hoping all you want comes through sooner rather than later..

mismi! Thank you so much. I've never had such a perfect storm of horror and fear. Trying to grab bootstrap.

Wearing: T-shirt, hoodie, jeans, green Converse All-Stars.
Eating: Nothing
Drinking: A glass of O'Reilly's pinot, out of Oregon
Doing: Working up a critique of a friend's short story.
Looking forward to: Calling in sick Wednesday and going to Wrigley field with my finacee.
Feeling: Somewhat anxious about my crazy boss's return from vacation.
Wanting: Not much that I don't already got.

Just pray no one watches the Cub game on the television or streaming online then recognizes you in the stands.

Still? A Wrigley Field game? I'm mighty jealous!

I comfort my conscience by reminding myself that I call in sick but once every April, to catch my Brewers in Chicago. Saving vacation days for the honeymoon in October.