Well, last nights dreams were not as vivid as the night before. All I really remember from them are something to do with worms (I blame Star) and Woody Harrelson, huh????
The worm thing must have something to do with gardening (that's all I recall). I'm guess that has to do with Star waiting to plant a garden as soon as the damn snow is gone. When is that going to be again? The middle of the week the weather was supposed to be nice today, enough that I was going to attempt to pick up all of Jet's shit that is outside, absolutely disgusting!!! Maybe next weekend or if the one night after work is nice.
Woody Harrelson, beats the hell out of me where that came from....I'm sitting it was appears to be church pews, I look back and whomever I'm with says isn't that Woody Harrelson?? Absolutely fucking weird!!! (Yes I'm sure everyone has noticed that I use the F word a lot, that has become my new favorite swear word over the last 14 months, sorry if it offends some). Church? A lot of people have expressed to me to look to God to help me through this trying time in my life. Well, God and I haven't seen eye to eye for many, many years, which has worked out well for both us I truly believe. I've read the bible (several times) and it's a great story, it's just not something I chose to live my life by at this point in time. I didn't come to this decision lightly or half-heartily, it took me many years (I'm sure many life times before now) to come to that reasoning on what is best for me. Everyone has their beliefs and that's what works for them and my beliefs work for me. That's enough of that subject.
I had company this morning. He only stayed an hour, long enough to give me money (guess the direct deposit got screwed up) and talk. All week he said he needed to come over and look for a shirt that he has been missing. Well, I know that is truly bullshit because he has removed all of this clothes except for clothes from high school (band t-shirt and such) from the house. Today not a word about a shirt. Stop making excuses. He has made plans to come over on Thursday and next Saturday, so we'll see where we go from there, I guess.
An old friend, Joseph (the one that called me out of the blue this week) is supposed to come over and hang out around 3:00 today. We'll catch up, maybe watch a movie, get junk food, you know girly things, yes I said girly things, you have to know Joseph :) He has backed out of plans Sheri and I had made with him months ago so I'm not going to get excited until he is knocking on my door.
Tomorrow is the Def Leppard, Styx, REO Speedwagon concert. Going with Jack and Kelly, can't wait. I can't explain how strange it is to plan to go to all the concerts I've been to since last January without Gregg. That was one of our favorite things to go do and talk about it for hours before and after. (who knows???) Going to go see Bret Michaels in May with Karen, it better be music and not some shit from that stupid fucking show that he has been doing on VH1!
The only other concert I have planned is NIN in August!! The tickets haven't gone on sale yet, which is making me a bit anxious. Yeah, I'm crazy, neurotic whatever! So I posted in an earlier blog that I was mad/disappointed the Jeordie White was not coming back for the NIN live band. Screw that, this morning I found out the the previous guitar/bass play Robin Finch is going to be touring again with Trent!! So fucking awesome, I can't wait!! Now, if Trent would just bring back Charlie, Danny and Chris, yeah that's just in my dreams because that will never happen, but never say never :) Stranger things have happened and Trent is much different now that he's sober and no longer a slave to the record company.
I guess I should actually do something today besides sit in front of the computer and blog. I did start laundry and I promised Star that I would put away the flake elements so I should try to work on that too. The sun peek out a few minutes ago but it's gone again. It's very raw out or I would go outside and do some yard clean up.
Naaaaaa, let's see if there's a (what Star calls a really bad) 80's movie on..............
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