too much good stuff

i'm feeling good. i just rsvp'ed for this month's book club meeting. i've been here almost two years and i'm just now going to a club meeting. baby steps. progress.

oh how i love drinking iced-tea. so refreshing. so icy cold. today the heat began. fatty wanted hot, she should've stayed today. i'm burning up out there.

my bro's fam is back and i'm happy i get to see them today. well that's the plan, but i need to clean first. i wonder if my nephew still remember me? well, i'm sure he does but i wonder what's new in his little baby world. does he still want to play with me? i hope so, because that kid is a cute little mother trucker.

blargh...i have work to do so i guess i should get to it. i'm going to start mapping the locations in this city that i've 'met' people. there'll be a few dots on there. how fun. i can do a precedent study of sorts, but with my life. i may miss school.

i miss scrabble. i need scrabble. scrabbleicious...that's like 87points yo.

Ho-Bang me down the highway

so everytime i hear this song, "I Got A Name" by Jim Croce, i hear those words...

ho-bang me down the highway...but of course this is incorrect.

"Moving me down the highway, rolling me down the highway Moving ahead so life won't pass me by."

awww...i see, 'moving' me down the blah blah...moving is what it says. Ho-Bang is funner though...i'm going to stick to ho-bang.

i need meat.