Topic: WC - Daily Practice
Thursday 10:44pm 15Feb07
Can't sleep. Had all the lights out, got all comfy under the blankets and my mind was going a mile a minute. Tried to use my imagination to think about other things or make up possible futures but it didn't slow down the mind, just got me thinking more.
I reached my 3 hour writing goal today and had all sorts of plans to see how much more I could accomplish in one day. My phone rang. The continuing saga of a friend's health scare. All is well. Played catch up on the stories that I have to tell from the past several months. Talked for over an hour, laughing and yelling, like we do. Cordless phone needed to be recharged, not mine my friend's so we bid good-bye. I was going to write and thought with Merc's retrograde (I can call it Merc since we are so close) I'd call a blast from the past, Tyrone. Called his house in Guelph and some strange people were on the voice mail. Holy shit did he move?
Emailed another blast from the past to see if he had Tyrone's current number then vaguely remembered a voice mail of month's past with a cell number. Where the hell did I put that? I don't seem to have a phone book anymore. Found the sheet and got Tyrone's wife. Tyrone called me back from a land line and the catch up began. Much laughter. Baby daughter had a birthday on the 9th. I actually remembered and mentioned it first. Tyrone was the tall skinny white guy that hung out with me and two other black people. He told us his middle name was Tyrone and we believed him, telling him it was a black name. One day while renting movies with him, I saw his card and his real middle name is Todd. Laughed my ass off. So I call him Tyrone here because he will find that amusing. Yet another admitted village idiot in the group.
His daughter is an Aquarius and I realize that my life has become inundated with Aquarians. How did that happen? I've had so many birthdays go by in February and everyday I think, Who's birthday is it today? I know it's someone's. Lolo started them rolling in January on the first day of Aquarius, then Fredo and Hy and Goldfish and best friend's girlfriends and daughters and on and on. Jeez, can't we just get to Pisces already? Aquarians can be very similar to Pisces and vastly different. It's most amusing. Goldfish is decidedly the most gentle Aquarian soul. Lolo and Fredo the most difficult, or at least they give me the hardest time of it anyhow.
Lolo likes these funny games like making you choose between one gross thing over another and you have to choose one. She makes you. Like knowing that I don't like feet she makes me say out loud what I would choose - licking a man's ass or sucking his toes. Now I know the licking of the ass is gross (unless you're into that, then there's nothing wrong with it) but sucking his toes is just as gross to me. Sorry no foot fetishes here. She made me come up with a list, her rules and doesn't the wench chicken out and not even come up with the same harsh list after I racked my brain? Not sure how I'll ever forgive her for it.
Yeah Aquarians are a treat.
Caught the second half of Grey's Anatomy and what are they doing to Dr McDreamy and Christina? Come on Shonda, you're hurting me. And we have to wait another week and watch Christina lose it? It's any wonder I can't sleep. And the freaking announcer says next week's most devastating episode yet! sigh!
Zelda mania has calmed down for a few brief moments and it's actually quiet in the building. Maybe I can have a tea and attempt the face first climb back into bed. At least it's Friday tomorrow. If I don't get to bed soon, I may be fried for Friday.
Oh yes and one of the ex's called yesterday. Peculiar that he'd call on Valentine's day after all this time. After 5 years together and missing each and every Valentine's day, he calls me when we're not together. We always did make better friends than lovers. He's not an Aquarius. No he's part of my Capricorn hell. I work with 5 Capricorns. And the last person that I saw regularly had the same name as this ex and the same birthday and I know a third one. It's any wonder my brain is spinning out of control. Meredith is talking to the hot bomb guy that got blown up and Denny Duquette is on the other side of her telling her damn straight you're dead!
Maybe I should have a glass of wine instead of tea.
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