I don't remember where the title comes from but it's appropriate. I feel lousy. Didn't sleep at all well. Snoozed right through CSI last night which I've heard was a good episode. My brother decided to leave the niece out of the air show trip when she freaked out during a practice run over their neighborhood. Well that's what I was thinking when he first proposed her going. So since I'm feeling miserable, I've begged off too. I've tried to get people to boost my enthusiasm but I'm just not into it. I looked over the slate and the B2 fly over is scheduled for Sunday only. It probably won't happen. I don't think they have yet. I've seen the rest of the things displayed. More than once. Of course it probably has a deep background of things on my mind. I'm probably heading into a period of cyclical depression and withdrawal. It's been awhile. I'm feeling isolated. Duckie seems to be in hiding or has me on block. Sigh.
Will write more on other subjects.
Ok so I'm feeling better after Nature Called and getting a bit of food in me. I've decided to do the air show. There was something the guy on the radio said that inspired me.
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