I’m getting in a mood.  It’s a bit complex and hard to describe.  But, one aspect of it is that my tolerance is low.  My interaction with people over the last few days has been…. uhm…… short.  Coinciding with that, ironically, is an increase in my mailing list postings/emails/I.M..  So, I have succeeded in ticking a few people off.  That’s nothing particularly new, however.

And sometimes, people need a little ticking off to wake them up. The young woman that I went to the hospital with…. the mother of my great-nephew…. for one. I just finished a conversation over I.M. with her, which she initiated, about her health and about taking her responsibility to raise her kids seriously.  I’m sure she’s ticked off right now. But, maybe it will be the impetus she needs to take her motherhood seriously. The same for my nephew. So, if that requires that I get to be the Ogre…. that’s fine with me.  Being seen as the big bad Ogre is little sacrifice if it results in the kids getting the best parents they can.

Fall is coming…. but it is unseasonably warm here.  So, sometime this weekend I would like to get out on the motorcycle for awhile.

G.G. told me this evening that she was disappointed in not seeing any posts from me. She said she came to read for entertainment…. and I said I wonder exactly how I’m supposed to interpret the word “entertainment”. I wonder…. is that “entertainment” like, “He writes well and paints good scenes and word pictures,” or is it “Ha! Ha!  He’s such doofus!” Or maybe something like, “He’s such a loser.  I didn’t realize studying freaks could be so much fun.” I’m sure she’ll tell me now 

One reason I haven’t posted much lately is because I get busy and forget what it is I want to post.  That… and I get so tired that I forget. I have thought of probably 20 things over the last few days that I wanted to journal about…. but right now I can’t think of them.  I probably should set up my PDA to make email postings and try to write them in it at the time I think about them.

Oh… one thing was about a scene in a show I watched.  It was……… “Ghost Whisperer” where she sees and talks to ghosts to help them cross over. The one I watched was about a couple that were in love. The man died young and the woman was left.  She said that she didn’t know how to go on without him and, “I don’t want to be here without you.”  The romantic in me says, “I want to have that kind of love.” I have loved that much… but it was one sided.  It wasn’t reciprocated. But, I don’t think it’s in my future. That’s a sad thing.

Well… I just fell asleep typing.

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Had a rough night and a rough day. I don’t sleep right. Some days, I feel it more than other days.  Added to that is a day that things just wouldn’t work right.  I wasted so much time today and part of it is because — I think — a new part I was installing failed.  I have already contacted the seller and am returning it to be checked/replaced. But, these kinds of days make it rough.

When I left for my appointment this morning, I saw leaves blowing off of a couple of trees.  Autumn is definitely just around the corner.

About 5 miles from my house, I was on a “ridge” road where the road runs along on top of a hill.  On the left is nothing but drop-off… and on the right are many side streets which meet it.  As I was approaching on such street, I saw a large Cadillac nearing the main road.  It paused and continued out onto the road without stopping; made a right and continued in the same direction I was going.  Then, she just went the speed limit after rushing out like she was in a hurry.  About a mile down the road, the Cadillac pulled into a grocery parking lot.  I pulled in behind.  When she got out of the car, I said, “You know….. you ran the stop sign and pulled out in front of me when there wasn’t a car behind me for a mile!” “I always stop at stop signs,” she said.  I said, “You didn’t stop and I should call the police on you.” “I’m sorry if I offended you,” she said.  I told her it was more than just offending someone, that it is about safety.  That I drive a lot and people do things like that to me all the time.  I said, “You pulled out in front of me when there wasn’t a car behind me, just so you could get here 30 seconds faster.”  She put out her hand and said, “Again, I apologize.”  I shook her hand and said, “Thank you.”

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