Weekend Remnants

With a mere 3.5 hours left in the weekend, I once again find myself wondering where it went. I mean, I know a lot of it was spent flying down the mountain and smashing my shoulder into it, but where’d the rest go? Am I in a Star Trek episode where I think I’ve been knocked out for 30 seconds and it’s actually been a whole day? (Oh, *thats* where my weekend went – Star Trek: TNG marathons.)

Physicality. That “word” pisses me off to no end. I do not care if it is in the dictionary. It sounds stupid to me. Always has and always will.


Sometimes, I just throw in a random picture. It was beautiful outside today. We don’t get this a heck of a lot where the snow sticks on the branches.

I’d hang out and chat more here, but I need to go start bolstering my positive energy now because tomorrow is gonna be a superbowl sad day in Peyton-land. Take care!

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