Well, in classic Hixx fashion, I have managed to stub my toe so badly, I can barely walk. And the shit-karma of it is, I did it while trying to steal a seat on the “L”. This one lady and I were battling, I had right of way and I took it, and stubbed my little toe in the process. It’s all black and blue and it HURTS. You get very little sympathy for stubbed toes, so I called my mom, she made it feel better. I’ve also had a freezing cold orange Fanta sitting on it, that helps too.

Okay, my brother pointed this website out to me, it's now one of my daily reads, it's hilarious. I love it.


On to other things, but slightly related. I’ve been feeling the need to apologize a lot lately, mostly to John, for a number of things. I think I’m generally tired of myself and my faults, and feel that at 35 I should have won the battle against the things I’ve been battling all my life. And because the poor fellow lives with me, he seems to get the brunt of my angers (is angers a word?), shames (is shames a word?), and frustrations. So instead of taking the many odd years it would take to win my battles, I just apologize for all the things I’m doing wrong.

Then of course, because he’s a fine man, he tells me not to apologize, that it’s not necessary, which makes me apologize for apologizing, and feeling…well…a little stuck.

I think I might be bored. I’ve been waiting for this time in my world for so long. The times of going home right after work, of not working too hard at work, no rehearsals, no commitments, etc. I love it, don’t get me wrong, I could see myself going on like this for a bit longer, I deserve it I do, but I think my mind is filling my time, going around in guilty circles.

So, I’m sorry for being sorry everyone.

Oh, one more thing. EVERYONE has recommended I read “Getting Things Done”. And I gotta tell you, I can’t even finish the book.

So much for getting things done.

Sorry.