The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Funk-y (not the good kind btw)

Totally in a funk today, and yesterday for that matter.  Trying desperately to want what I have.  But the fact is that I want new everything.  New locale, new life, new relationship, new job, new car, name it I'm dissatisfied with it.

In fact a facebook friend tagged me in the note "The ABC's of me" and I'm waiting to respond.  Right now it'd be:

A-Anger
B-Bitterness
C-Contempt
D-Disdain


Well, you get the idea.

So, I'm thinking I need to sit down and make a pot or two.  Something to take my mind off whatever's got me in this foul humor.
 
And I've pretty much convinced myself that I'm taking Thursday off.  I may just stay in bed all day, but I need to NOT deal with ANYONE for a day. 

Well it appears to be a slow news day no new Catholic Priests have been exposed as molesters, no acts of god have destroyed any part of the earth, at least not since midnight, the PM of Britain has made a really stupid gaffe on the telly.

Oh! I HATE funks they suck.

Well, tomorrow is another day.

And so it goes: