I only own a dozen or so tote bags.

So why am I still hauling around my school back-pack a week after I dropped the class and shlepping everything I need around in the portable mess? Hell, it only took me three days after dropping to pull the textbook out and leave it in the back of my car, and that sucker was heavy!

Do I really need three month old grocery store receipts?

If I examine and inventory the contents of the bags, will that inspire me to clean them out? Or will it just send me into the throes of a depression that I can only climb out of with a hot fudge sundae and three different kinds of Zingers? Maybe that's why I make things hard on myself.

Was I a self-flagellator in a previous life and this is the most effective way of punishing myself in this one?

ORDER SOME PEACH COBBLER!

So, it's like this. I work with a "warlock". A self-ordained warlock. He also photographs ghosts, at least that's what he tells people he's doing. I'm not so sure he isn't casing the place to come back and rob them later. Maybe that's why he never complains about being on night shift.

He's in the office now, getting bawled out by his supervisor's supervisor. He's may be getting some unscheduled days off. And we're worried because nobody brought any chicken bone necklaces to ward off the evil curse he might throw on everybody in the building, so we're thinking that we better call the chicken joint and have some delivered. But they won't deliver for under $ 6.00, so we'll have to order some sides. I vote for peach cobbler, that'll push it up over $ 6.00.


Are self-ordained warlocks as powerful as the one's who get the degree? I need to read more Harry Potter.

Ok, went to lunch in the rain. Really, in the sprinkles, the sky was gray and the wind was cool and for a minute I just stood there and breathed in the ionized air and enjoyed the change in the weather. It never really started raining but it was a good ten degrees cooler than it was when I went on my coffee break earlier.

Ok, well, it's been a while again. Summer school can sap your energy just lke Rheumatoid arthritis, but I blew that class off last night, hell with it. It's summertime and the living ain't easy, why make it any harder on myself when the heat index is up to 105 degrees at eight o'clock at night. I'll just go home and hide in the air conditioned comfort of my bedroom.

Ok, treatment update. As of a month ago I have started taking the cancer drug Methotrexate for the treatement of aforementioned Rheumatoid arthritis, with mixed results, but overall I have had more pain free days lately and have missed fewer days at work. Ok, the being able to come to work on a regular basis may not be such a good thing, but being able to work the clutch in my car is fantastic!