sabbatical

some days i just lose it. i mean just off the rocker, completely balls-to-the-padded-walls nuts. i can be normal. i can really rip a line - time it well and make em roll. and i can find THE most postive thing in the day and make it work for me. i have a pal who says i can find the good in satan himself. it's a sickness really. but some times i just can't take it anymore. i just want out. and it's more than out of the game, the rat race, the story...it's that i want off the planet. i want a rocket ship, some cheese and crackers and water and i want to navigate outerspace for awhile. but be able to bring up those hologram interactions like on star trek the next generation so i can try a few things out and not completely forget how to converse.

thus, the sabbatical.

how does that work? i mean i don't have kids so it's at least plausible. my shoulders are in my ears, my brain waves are borderline. gotta get away? yes southwest. yes i do. whaddya got for me?

i don't have holiday anxiety this year. thank the lord. i am excited for all festivities near and far. all will be near, however b/c sista 2 is having her 1st come december 30th. or thereabouts. but i win the baby day pot if it's the 30th. gotsta love the wholesomeness of betting on the tinyest of humans.

not much else here to pull ya through the doldrums. 1) need a sabbatical 2) baby nephew on his way and 3) there is no snow. it's a real crapshoot out there kids. 2012 has a nice ring to it. but don't they all in the beginning...