Late lunch today. I’m really PISSED at Mike Huntington. I should actually be pissed at MYSELF for letting him trick me like that. NO…I’ve read somewhere that the first time someone tricks you it’s their fault– the second time it’s your fault. So I SHOULD be mad at him!!
There are two other trucks in this parking lot and that pisses me off.
: ) I just read the text and it was about forgiveness. How funny.
I don’t feel hungry. It’s not fair! Ugh. Tuna just sounds so gross. Banana sounds good though. Shoulda saved that lasagna. As if I had a choice in the matter! Not when the call of the wild is involved!
Now there’s guys climbing all over these little hills shaving the grass. Good. One of the lunch guys left. The one that was right behind me. ^_^
When you think about it, bananas are really weird. Who would have thought of a soft stick of fruit in a yellow casing? Just look at it. It’s a pillar. A tall, skinny column of soft, sweet fruit. Kind of slippery, too, and it leaves tooth marks. Mmm. Sure tastes good. :9
I wish I could eat my tuna sandwich. I’ll prob’ly regret not eating it later.
I read a couple of magazines in the Watchtower. : ) Ya know, this is a pretty nice day. Man, and I think we’re going to sing song #204 (Here I Am, Send Me) at the meeting tonight but I don’t feel like going.
My back hurts and my ribs are out. Now I have to wait 2wo weeks.
Sheesh. I look over and the unlit headlights of a work truck are staring at me in my passenger window. Scared the crap out of me. The kid smiled an apology.
Cool. I don’t seem to be angry with Mike Huntington anymore.
I feel mostly better today, except I’m still REEEEELY tired. My nose is much less runny –thanks, I think, to the Chinese hot mustard I had last night and the Calli Tea!
But I’m just really physically exhausted, yet mentally alert. I wonder if I still have a fever.