Good Saturday Evening, Blog Pals:
Sitting here watching the Hitchcock classic "Rebecca" staring Sir Laurence Olivier and Joan Fontaine. I've kinda lost the story because a friend called and wanted to chit chat. Might just have to rent this to get the whole idea. The idiot neighbors upstairs (apparently there is a reconciliation in the works 'cause he's back here most weekends) are screeching at the top of their lungs and have there tv turned up loud. God, they are the most inconciderate assholes on the planet. This only happens when he's here. If its just her alone all is quiet. I hope they stay split up. They're harshing my weekend buzz.
Went to the grocery store today. It is becoming more and more difficult to walk through the store for any length of time. Lately, my right hip has been giving me more pain than usual. I guess it's finally going too. I have an appointment with Dr. Whalebutt in a coupla weeks. I bet he sends me for yet more x-rays and prescribes another pill. I swear, I have so much dope in my system the drug sniffing dogs would try to tear me open like a Samsonite overnight bag from Columbia.
The weather has been kinda grim here today. 'Twas raining this a.m. and was sorta gloomy all day. But it remained warm so it wasn't a total loss. Crazy Sis is gonna go over to Jethrene's tommorow and finish mowing her lawn. Why Jethrene does not do this is beyond me. She whines around about how the sun gives her a headache. Well, her whining gives me a buttache. I am staying home. My old bod is hurting and I just think I need to spend the day relaxing. And I really don't wanna talk to here just now. I might be tempted to give her a strongly worded lecture and I think that would be counterproductive at this moment. She has her finals next week and she needs to be sharp and focused for those. After that I plan to have a serious talk with her reguarding her actions of late. An intervention of sorts is in order.
I thought I would get out of this depression with the coming of the spring but I seem to be still in it. Some days I feel better than others, sure, but generally I'm still in a deep blue funk much of the time. I just feel so tired, weak and fatigued. And I don't sleep well which adds to the problem. Oh, well. Such is life. This is not at all how I had envisioned my retirement.
Have a good weekend everyone
reguards
yer "crazeeee for feelin' sooo bluuuuu" pal
bugg