I never could get the hang of Thursdays...

How the flying fuck is it Thursday already?

*shakes head*

I feel like both a lot and nothing at all has been happening. I've been a lazy fuck all week physically, though in the brain region and I suppose on a cellular level, I've been quite busy. I guess everyone has their periods of existing primarily in head space.

Today is work, and then, since I have it on good authority that our dear Cap'n birkwelch will be pillaging the high seas (or maybe just pumping his own bilge), my afternoon and a good chunk of my evening will be gleefully given up to an obscene amount of puzzle pirates. Hopefully sunny-D will be able to join us when she comes home...

I wonder if we can install PP into our smith H drives? rhipowered? thoughts?

I've decided PP is a good thing to waste a couple of evenings a week on. And it's much better playing with peeps you know rather than just tooling around all by yer onesies, savvy? :)

Still waffling about heading down to NY this weekend, especially since I may have a few other things I want to be doing coming up. Well, I'll think about it. There's always the possibility for just nipping down for a day. In which case, maybe the beginning of July 4th weekend might suit better. Meh. I'll think about it.

"Pardon me while I have a strange interlude..."

if I could save time in a bottle
the first thing that I'd like to do
is to save every day 'til eternity passes away
just to spend it with you

if I could make days last forever
if words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
again I would spend them with you

but there never seems to be enough time
to do the things you want once you find them
I've looked around enough to know that
you're the one I want to go through time with

if I had a box just for wishes
and dreams that had never come true
the box would be empty except for the memory
of how they were answered by you

but there never seems to be enough time
to do the things you want once you find them
I've looked around enough to know that
you're the one I want to go through time with

subject: Groucho Marx, Animal Crackers. Song: Jim Croce, "Time in a Bottle."

Yeah... that about covers it. *sigh*