My day started off with guilty thoughts about not being able force myself to attend my friends casino party...not only because I dread driving, and games but also because its been hard enough recently to want to even socialize at necessary work related activities let alone the thought of a "party"
contributing to depression was my almost 18 yr old Julienne's photo ID that just came in the mail
What a shock to discover that after I sacrificed to pay almost $50 for him to get his hair styled for the photo
Apparantly he decided to mess it up so it looks like one of those little blue smurf dolls from the 70s that people used to say were demonized
As usual, from the moment I wake up I begin praying regarding priority within my mind full of assignments to complete
including frustrating technical challenges to access files that I need to distribute resources and collaborate artists desiring to raise awareness and funds to support relief efforts for victims of slavery, genocide and religious persecution
At least I usually look forward to the morning assistance of macadamia nut coffee
but discovered i forgot to buy milk yesterday after leaving Menagerie Castle so late
Since its too early for TraderJoes.com to be open,
I am trying to drink the coffee black
but it tastes like poison