twicketface

Last night was dinner with Betty. She was about 20 minutes late, with was irksome. I need to remember that I’m always on time or early and that not everyone is (thankfully) like me. We had a nice talk and dinner. Two veggie burgers in four days is a good thing.

I returned home and cared for Marie as best I could. She was pretty frustrated by having to sit in front of the TV all day, but when moving your eyes hurts, that’s not a lot she can do beyond that and sleeping. Luckily she’s feeling better today. I hate that feeling of helplessness of having someone you care about being sick. She’d better not ever die, or I’ll be ever so pissed.

I operate under the assumption that no one else has ever made the exact same compilation CD as myself. Ever. Not that I have an eclectic music collection, but I think mine are pretty unique in the songs I pick. I often drive around, wondering if anyone is listening to the same song as me at that same moment. I also operate under the assumption that a majority of people only listen to songs played on the radio instead of full albums.

I’ve also been realizing that I put far too much stock into the future, because it’s such a good excuse. I need to stop living for somedays and realize the potential of now.

I also need a haircut.