....so very tired....and caring less as each minute passes...

which is odd, as in the past week, well, months, I've come to really appreciate everything I see, can do, and am blessed with. It's a far cry from the me from several months ago, as I'd just assume stomp your neck as talk to you.....but I find it's different of late. given the situation here, I've been less inclined to cook much, and much less inclined to note it as it happens, so no fun pics of that nature tonight.

I've not addressed one bit since this blog of misery started, and that's my impending death. Living long enough, you will die at some point. Anyway, as I've not pissed about my gang of ruptured discs lately, I've decided to rant about other irritants tonight. My right shoulder...dislocated three times...and all the torn cartilage between my shoulder blade and rib cage.....it hurts like....something that hurts really f'in' bad!!!

Well, I'll gather this waste of time up, wad it into a nice tidy ball and torment you no longer......cheers, till my next waste of space....greg