I love... hot days with no humidity. I'm living in the wrong place for that, but oh well.
Right now I want... Beast to be healthy. Feels like I've been saying that forEVer, too.
I feel like... a slug sitting here blogging instead of doing some of the many things I should be doing: wrapping a present, finding the gift receipt for the card, buying Sparky's fall textbooks, weeding, calling a neighbor about mowing our lawn this weekend, catching up on so many projects....
I hate it when... I give into my baser instincts and let my id run my life.
I fear... losing my grip on reality.
I'm lonely without... the Internet. And sometimes with it, too.
I need... to go fold laundry when I finish this.
Today I... did more shopping at more stores than I was in over the last two weeks. I'm becoming an agoraphobe.
Tomorrow I'm... going to a birthday party. Probably solo. And that means Monday I'll feel like death on a stick again. I hate allergies.
I just... told Beast I'd wake him up from his nap by about 5:30.
I want to meet... my grandchildren. Not immediately, of course, but sometime in the next decade, I hope.
I'm hungry for... the usual: sugar.
I love it when... I get to the end of the day feeling like I accomplished something, anything at all, that shows forward motion.
I'm afraid of... pain.
I'm listening to... NASCAR.
I'm wearing... black shorts and my dark-blue college alum T-shirt.
I wish I was in.. Colorado. Always.
I want to get... Sparky's computer fixed before fall semester starts.
I can't... figure out why I'm so weirded-out by my boss.
I'm nervous... all the time. On edge whenever Beast is within 100 miles of home.
I'm happy when... I'm playing with kids.
I'm sad when... I feel like a failure.
I'm disappointed that... I feel like a failure far too often.
I wish I looked like... myself when I was in my 20s. (stole that idea from Amy)