C O U C H 39 -The Renaissance Period

Go Wiki, Go Wiki... I am such a lazy blob ..... walking in sand is hard.

And so...sandy.

Sandy is a grease character....LOL

I think I would be Rizo...

Yea, I got too close to the water and got my converse wet and sandy...ick.

Right now I am sitting on that bench typing with my thumbs. It's about 44 degrees, but the sun is hot.

I would probably be the Eve Arden Principal McGee. or possibly the coach.

Here ya go, it takes forever to upload a pic on this thing!

Wiki ...thanks for the desktop pic..... That bench looks awesome, are your knees touching your noes or did you dig a space for leg room?

Wikid - glad you are out. But wet cold and sandy sound unpleasant to me.

Yea, killing time while my house gets inspected. It is getting cold though, so I am headed back to the car.

Just gorgeous, wiki, thanks!

Who took your shoelaces?

OK so I am thinking instead of a T , I need a mother figure to tell what to do, talk to me and get onto me... , should I hit Craigs list? What would be a fair market value, as I am not looking for someone to physically care for me...just mentally pretend?

Lola...I'm available. Hit me up.

Wiki...glad you got to spend some time at the beach. Looks like a beautiful day.

Sconnie...sometimes I dress carefully for T, but many times, I have to be somewhat dressed up for work anyway.

CL...You are not obligated to call her. You have a right to be angry at her.

Hope everyone else is doing well.

A good night's sleep makes a world of difference. I took my meds earlier, went to bed at 10:30, asleep by 11:00. Up at 8:30 and at work at 9:30. Feel pretty alert and I haven't even had my soda yet. Maybe my boss, H, and T are on to something here.

Just finished payroll. Now it's on to quarterly performance evaluations. I also have to present a write-up to an employee...just waiting on my boss to approve and sign it.

Thanks Chop.... but your younger then me... LOL

LC - you don't need someone else to tell you what to do. No one does. And I don't think you would do it even if they did. I know you were playing. But the idea of turning over personal responsibility for choices does press something in me.
Wouldn't you rather it be yours, whether good or bad? At least it belongs to you.

ok maybe not tell me what to do.... lol

got my stuff done for the group tonight want to see

YES please........ Afternoon Granite! What ever happened to the chick who was trying to ride your coat tails into the secret card making invitation only group?

she is still being the biggest pain in the ***. i am thinking i am going to have to stop going to the other group i am in because i cant seem to live my life without her having a fit. it is always everyone is out to get me . god am i like that ????? please put me out of my misery if i am

No don't quit.... tell that chick to back off...

this is not the best one i have done.the theme was hard for me .i got nothing .it was childhood memories .i felt the memories of vaccume cleaner cords ,broken wooden spoons and being locked up just wasn't what they were looking for so i lied .best i could do lol

these are Artist trading cards. like football cards only hand made .we makee them to trade

That is awesome Granite and they don't need to know that wasn't a childhood memory.... I'd rather have childhood dreams anyway.

SD: those are converse slip on's. They are sold without shoelaces, they have elastic in them so they don't fall off.

Granite...I want to see.

Finally home, but I can smell the other people that were in my house. She must wear strong perfume or something. I hate them. I hate that they were in my house leaving skin cells everywhere. It grosses me out. I am so upset right now, that I want to call the whole sale off. They got sand on the kitchen floor, and the rugs were askew. My shower curtains were open, and there is a soda can ring on my kitchen counter. I am flipping. Totally.

TW....

My homework assignment from t is driving me crazy... I'm supposed to think of one small thing my parents did that makes me angy to talk about..

I start out thinking in my head... there are no small things... just big general concepts (like all the chaos and violence) (I don't have a lot of memories from elementary school just a few extremely large incidents) then I try to think of one small incident of the big general concept that happened and I can't think of any incidents and then the next thing I know I'm getting angry with myself and I start to say see you don't have anything to be angry about ...you've made all this crap up...you can't even think of one single example to talk about.