Have you ever really felt like crying, and then not been able to? It’s like you have the “cry” feelings there, but then the “cry” switch is stuck in the off position. So it ends up generating a blah sort of feeling instead.
Yesterday was eventful to say the least. When there’s a high lifecrap over time ratio, it can throw me into the next day before I even realize what hit me.
Hanging out with my cool friends and playing games was fun, and I must confess, significantly more exciting than art class would have been. Next time, the Ligers are going to 0wnz0r Balderdash.
Mad rush to salvage as much leftover stuff from my old house before time ran up. Driving from old to new houses in adrenaline flight mode. Oh, and I’m so sick of hearing “Vertigo”. It was bad enough when every ratio station I listened to was playing it at the same time, but to have the music video on the looping CompUSA TVs?
But on the way home from picking Mark up from school, my car went:
100,000.0
4/15/2020: Originally this post was punctuated by pictures of the odometer of my ’84 Toyota Tercel turning from 99,999.9 to 100,000.0 miles. The images were hosted on Photobucket, who apparently deleted them, as they were no longer there despite recovering the original account.
4/25/2020: Found them in my personal archive!