A Dizzy In The Lizzy

Don't sweat the small stuff- love the small stuff.

(01/03/2003; 03:34pm) - Don't sweat the small stuff- love the small stuff.

Things are cool. The highlight of yesterday was exchanging a sweater from ExpressMen I got for XMas for another sweater. Yippee.
Last night the weather blew goats, it was sleeting here in NYC, so there wasn't much motivation to do anything. I would have gone to see my GF but she was beginning to get sick and just wanted to relax at home and stay out of the cold. And to be honest it was miserable out there so I was content to talk to her for a long time on the phone. Ye! Stayed up too late. Did not want to get out of bed this morning.
There were no coffee cups at work at first which didn't help me wake up.
Not that it mattered, work was slow.

Vague plans for tonight involving a friend, dinner (salivating as I dream about mexican food!), some low-key hanging out. That's fine for me. I hope to actually see my GF in person before she blasts off for work.

Other than that I plan on sleeping in forever tomorrow. Damn the torpedoes.

For now, WOLF FM is howling the best mix of the 70s & 80s at me while I waste the remaining hours before the weekend starts. I tried again today, unsuccessfully, to surf to the end of the internet. I got stuck in a BBQing web ring. I read a gay man's weblog. He liked guys with small dicks. I tried to figure out how to procure a gov't grant, but that's a lot easier if you're starting a small business. I looked at every picture on a site dedicated to car crashes. Wear a seat belt. I read a follow-up article where a high-ranking member of the US Air Force defended the USAF encouraging their pilots to take amphetamine pills during long flights, a practice that may have caused the bombing of Canadian servicemen by a US fighter jet in Afghanistan. Apparently our hopped-up pilot was incapable of determining who, exactly, was on the ground below him, but was fully capable of guiding a laser-guided bomb to within 3 feet of a group of people, who turned out to be Canadians. It is unfortunate that this headline is lost in a tidal wave of more violent and disturbing news.

I digress.

It's funny how when things are going okay for you, you usually don't notice. But when life is shitty you pray for uneventful days like this. Love the normal days as much as you loathe the crappy ones and you will live a happier life. Oh, and try not to read the news. It's all fucked up, and it will make you sad.

B out, not wealthy, not weeping.