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Feb. 3rd, 2003 01:14 pmAfter dealing with alexander being a disrespectful, disobedient and just plain defiant child for the nth day in succession, i'd had enough.
It was a reasonably warm morning for early February (prediction: this will go down in the annals of history as the winter that wasn't) in the Principality of Caer Pugetia, and i needed to get away before thoughts of strangling the child took over. Went out for a walk toward Discovery Park (about a twenty minute walk from here), figuring that a long walk to the beach and perhaps a nice cry might help. Got to the park, and about two-thirds of the way to the beach along the loop trail (about a 2.8 mile hike), the clouds lifted and the sun came out. Ended up feeling considerably better, except for the occasional complaint from my cartilege-bereft and scar tissue-enhanced right knee.
Tomorrow, weather and parrot-chomped left index finder permitting, an outing to Rosario Beach and/or Deception Pass with the Seagull, the Irish parlour pipes, and the Clarke whistles to sit on the bluffs and engage in a little musicological therapy.
Oh, yeah. Still nothing positive on the job front, but the the state has finally pulled its head out of its collective rectum and decided that i'm really unemployed, and accordingly eligible for benefits as such.
It was a reasonably warm morning for early February (prediction: this will go down in the annals of history as the winter that wasn't) in the Principality of Caer Pugetia, and i needed to get away before thoughts of strangling the child took over. Went out for a walk toward Discovery Park (about a twenty minute walk from here), figuring that a long walk to the beach and perhaps a nice cry might help. Got to the park, and about two-thirds of the way to the beach along the loop trail (about a 2.8 mile hike), the clouds lifted and the sun came out. Ended up feeling considerably better, except for the occasional complaint from my cartilege-bereft and scar tissue-enhanced right knee.
Tomorrow, weather and parrot-chomped left index finder permitting, an outing to Rosario Beach and/or Deception Pass with the Seagull, the Irish parlour pipes, and the Clarke whistles to sit on the bluffs and engage in a little musicological therapy.
Oh, yeah. Still nothing positive on the job front, but the the state has finally pulled its head out of its collective rectum and decided that i'm really unemployed, and accordingly eligible for benefits as such.
