October 12, 2011
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k, I'm not imagining things, having the DT's, or whatever...them damn bugs are out there, and they're eatin' me alive. I tried, once again, to do a little painting outside today, and got eaten alive by the tiniest little flies (fleas?). they leave some pretty itchy welts! I don't beg for winter to hurry along (by any means), but where's that good hard frost at when ya need one? Jesus! ouch! damn bugs!!
I take the time to vacuum out my truck. leaves that collect in the bed want to fly in thru the back window when I'm driving. next thing ya know, I'm eating oak leaves
. they don't taste any better when they've turned those pretty autumn colors (I like to call 'em 'fruit loop trees', yet they taste nothing like fruit...or loops, for that matter
). I got more leaves in my truck then I do in my yard
...I clean the windows while I'm at it. seems the bugs don't bite me as bad over the driveway as they do over grass (weird, right?).I do me sixer of oatmeal stout and watch Comedy Central's William Shatner Roast (via netflix). pretty damn funny!! then, as I'm perusing Face book, I get a letter from the Kid. I haven't talked to him since his friend came up from da south. I plug in my dead phone, and notice that he's been trying to get a hold of me for awhile (oops! sorry Kid!). seems he lost his job, and the mom wants to evict him for not makin' his rent (or some such quandary, I don't know all the details). I let him know, earlier on, that I'd help him get a loan (that I'd pay off) if he ever wanted to leave the nest (paying forward the kindness of my parents in buying this place for me). he was calling me on it. I was trying to encourage him, back when, to get his own wood-panel submarine, but it doesn't have to be for that. he can put it towards rent or whatever. no worries (sounds like he might wanna head south again...cool!). I'll talk to my banks tomorrow and see if I can get another unsecured loan. I can't see why not, being I paid the last two off way early (one for my old truck and one for building the porch). but then again, it sounds like it's tough for anyone (even those with great credit, such as myself) to get a loan in these shitty times. I'll try my damnedest. we'll get him rollin' with something....
I eat the remainder of the leftover meatloaf, along with some boiled cauliflower for supper (mmmmmmms!). some boxed cheesy barbq chicken thinger for brunch. aside from what I wrote above, we found time for a couple pooperdog walks, I went to the store to return a bunch of empties (the cat likes to drink a lot
), and bought us one of those retractable 16 foot dog leashes. it took half a good pooperdog walk for her to realize that she can walk half way into peeps yards (instead of staying arms length from me using the old 5 ft leash). the new leash works great! I don't lose an arm anymore when Rosie suddenly stops and turns the other way, plus it gives her more room to wander. she's outside right now (on the doggy spring wire) prob'ly gettin' eaten alive by sand fleas. I best let her inside
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