In that way I mean, the things the day is giving me, not the day itself, or rather- I'm addressing the day by name, not the fact that it IS the day itself.
So, early this morning the sun came up, I was lying in bed. And then later, getting ready for my communication class, I was rummaging in the garage, and would you believe that I felt a very painful pain in my foot, left, heel region. The sort of feeling that my mother would describe as "extreme discomfort". Well,folks, I picked up said foot to examine, and there I found a flat faced tack, embedded quite flush with the flesh in the foot. GROSS! I started to pull it out, which was hard to get a grip of, but the pain was terrible, worse even then the initial stab-a-doo. So, I steeled myself, gave the washing machine a firm grasp, and YANKED! out it came, no worries, off to the rest of the day.
Classes fine, Wednesdays are my days to catch up on homework- I did some reading/writing out on the boardwalk again, my new favorite spot! There are no yahoos being too noisy or annoying, but there is a beautiful lake, and lovely tree, and fresh air. And in my mind, the friendly Grammar Bear who lumbers by to give some friendly advice and shoot claw shaped commas into my paper.
Speaking of Papers, I should be writing one, RIGHT NOW! Why is it easy to write here and not there? Perchance dear reader because you don't tell me that my writing style is overly wordy, stylistically awkward, overly full of information, but technically grammatically correct. (I put more effort into grammar when it's homework) If you should get the urge to tell me however, feel FREE!!
Ok, so id better get back to it, but all in all, i am a happy enough camper-Rooney! Superbly duper even.
Plus, you know what? Every G.D.M.F I know wants to open a bakery, or a bike repair shop, or an organic something, or jc. crimminy people! Expect a rant on this, SOOON!
ok, ciao ciao for now!
xo
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When's the last time you got a tetanus shot?
Ditto, re: tetanus shot.
Ouch! You may have heard that i once did the same thing, felt an itch/burny pain in my foot that upon inspection revealed it to be caused by a tack sunken in to the hilt! Whereupon the pain increased big time! ugh.
Well, back in the day, all the 'hippies' intended to be artists or craftpersons of one kind or another... if not potters (sorry bonnie) then some other similar pursuit..lots of leathergoodsmakers...If and when things didn't seem to be working out as dreamed, they turned to 'carpentry' (housebuilders entry-level non-union hammer swingers)...And that's fine...or so i remember...mostly...mostly
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