Is it just me, or is text-speak kind of annoying? Whenever I read something like 'c u latr' or 'u 2' I envision this really goofy-looking person (buck teeth, dorky glasses--think 'The Nutty Professor', Jerry Lewis style) slowly and distinctly saying each syllable and exaggerating the sounds. I dunno. Do other people have this issue, or is it just something that I should have kept bottled up inside? XD
No matter how much I like to reuse bands for horses' manes, it is nigh impossible to do so. For those unfamiliar with mane bands, think a very tiny rubber band just big enough to slip over your finger and not completely cut off the circulation. Way back when I was obsessed with re-using things I would carefully take the bands out of the horses' manes, untangle them, and put them back in the band pack for later use. *facepalm* The only problem is, said bands tend to pull at least one or two hairs out when I pull them off and bunch up into a tangled little ball. Lately I've just been pitching them, because gosh-darnit life is too short to untangle tiny little rubber bands!! The pack only cost two bucks for 500 bands anyway. Sheesh.
(Now that I probably SHOULD have kept bottled up inside. *headdesk*)
I like seeing dirt under my fingernails. Rather than a sign of slovenliness (being too lazy to clean under the fingernails), I see it as a sign of hard-working and not being afraid to get your hands dirty. And gosh-darnit, life is too short to obsess over the state of one's nails.
Overall I think that I have been supremely happy for the past few weeks. Granted, about three weeks ago I was rather depressed...but with recent developments there has been a sustained, steady flow of general 'happiness' and 'satisfied with life' that makes it impossible to be unhappy.
Hard work, if done in the middle of the day, doesn't make me overly tired. I used to think that if I worked hard I would inevitably need to rest for a while immediately following said work...but after mucking out the barn for an hour today I tried to lie down on the couch, couldn't doze at all, and within ten minutes I was up and pattering around looking for something to do. My only conclusion is that hard physical labor makes me want to do more and not less. And that's a good thing.
My legs are currently feeling very sore and puny. I blame the lunges I did yesterday...and riding the horse...and doing squats... *twitches* I need to figure out a way to exercise legs that won't make me want to die the next morning. XD
I seem to have a hard time bringing up 'deep' or 'touchy' subjects. Oh, I have no problem thinking a subject over in my mind, formulating arguments for or against it, etc...it's just actually TALKING about it. I think I've narrowed my issue down to a single point: it's the moment of bringing the subject up. If the conversation doesn't easily flow into the subject I'd like to discuss, any approach towards said subject seems incredibly awkward and contrived. I dunno...and the funny thing is, once I actually start talking I'm okay. It's just bringing it up. *headdesk* Any suggestions on how to work on this would be absolutely wonderful, my little invisible readers.
Bohemian Rhapsody just started playing on the radio. Excuse me while I sing along.
Your easily distracted hostess,