Too Much Hanging Out With the Bob
2007-02-20, 1:20 p.m.
Last night I thought of a really good subject to write about. Something other than the constant whining about life in general that usually happens here. But now, all I have is proof that Alzheimers is contagious. Obviously, due to 48+ straight hours of sharing air with Bob, Iíve contracted Alzheimers, because I can not for the life of me remember what that really good subject was. Hopefully this will be just a glancing blow and my mind will recover. Thing is, how do you know youíve stopped forgetting stuff? Because, if you havenít forgotten something, well, you know that. But if you forget that youíre forgetting things, just where does that end?
Anyhow. No gym this morning. No spin class, that kind of killed the motivation. Plus I was up late doing household chores, getting bills paid, trying to neaten up my areas of influence.
Meeting tonight? Supposed to be. I ought to go. Was supposed to go to a regional meeting last Friday, but couldnít because of that funeral dealie. Never thought to call for a back up either. Ought to at least go and own up to my oversight. Sounded like one or two other people were going to go too, so maybe our group was still represented. I hope.
Need to spend a bunch of time here at the zoo lately too. Lotta stuff to get done in too little time. In accordance with the amount of schtuph to be done, Iím going to cut this short.
Donít fret though Circe. I got your sample done and will be sending it along post haste. You may have already found it in your in basket. Thought I could get it scanned last night, but it seems I canít convert them to pdfís at home. Have to use the gear here at the zoo instead. Still Ė itís one minute to do it and itís right next to a printer that I need to send some more schtuph to anyhow . . .
Meeting tonight, gym in the morning. Gotta hit the spin class for OKC. Sheíll be so disappointed otherwise, and I hate to let her down.
Oh Ė Iím not sweating that whole death comes in 3ís thing either. The one with the cousin, then the ex-bosses wife, then ??? next. Death comes when it comes. Itís just an odd coincidence that we humans seem to notice it in sets of three. Why, I have no idea. Someone should figure that out. Bet thereís some government grant money to be had for doing a study as useless as that. Got to take advantage of opportunities like that. Anybody up for writing a grant proposal?? Iíll help just as soon as my next 4 projects are wrapped up. Sometime this fall maybe.
On that note - I better go finish a schematic. Iím due to be done today, or I may be that third death. Yowie.
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