Whining time for a sec, okay?
Dealing with some depression and insomnia these past few days. Or is it weeks?
Had to give up a close friend recently for both her good and mine. Don't really see anyone else all that much anymore.
Still out of work with prospects rare and now yet another glitch with unemployment. We don't have a lot of debt so we aren't hurting but savings are getting lower than I'd like.
Been too sedentary and putting on weight. Spending too much time on PC doing nothing.
That PayPal donation box hasn't seen any donations for months and they could help these days.
Would love to hit nearby Mid Ohio Con this weekend but with no money it would only be to see Net friends like Mark Evanier, Tony Isabella, Mike Grell , Fred Hembeck and David Mack (Not that I know him all that well but he lives practically in walking distance and I haven't seen him since last year's MOC).
That said, the memories of car problems going there the past two years have me skittish and still undecided.
Health issues with some of the cats. Flea issue with the dog.
The country seems filled with politically insane people on all sides. I cherish folks with whom I can politically disagree without them thinking me the Anti-Christ. I haven't seen many lately, though.
Have started and given up on a nu,ber of creative projects recently including a really good short time travel story. At least I think it would have been short if I hadn't given up on it. So far anyway.
I'm way behind on updating YOU'RE ONLY AS GOOD AS YOUR LAST PICTURE (I've started three times including yesterday at 3 AM) and on conducting a new interview in the Christa Helm case/story.
I'm way behind on pursuing other celebrity interviews including one I'd really love to do!
Sigh. Somedays it just feels like your box of FROOT LOOPS is exploding all over the place. That's what I titled this piece, inspired by my new Net friend Leslie--EXPLODING BOX OF FROOT LOOPS.