I’ve started my St Patrick’s day celebration by drinking Sea Dog’s Wild Blueberry Wheat Ale and possibly some other type of beer and wine. I know, it’s not Irish, but who the frick cares because work has been lame these past few days. Literally the face I have all day every day until work is over.
How I feel at work all day every day. Hoping, always hoping, this will end. Maybe one day someone will understand me.
I got some new spectacles. They are gigantic on my face and remind me of the early days when this use to be hip. I know they’re coming back in style but … it’s just so weird to me. Luckily these do not have the little nose pieces which mean if I put them on the top of my head, they won’t pull on my hair. I am not a big fan of them, obviously. Hopefully, they’ll grow on me. They’re navy blue and grey if you can’t tell.
I’ve been writing again. Not as much as I use to or finish a song as fast as I use to. I think I’m focusing more on the words and being a “poet”. haha Poet … but I’m just happy I’m able to write again.
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