Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Saturday, Oct. 23, 2004 - 8:00 p.m.
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Last Report Before Night Off
Hullo hullo.
8pm, time to knock off the work, yeah.
My gosh one is more productive with a knock-off time. Maybe I should make more schedules.
I have managed to wash, dry and fold two loads of laundry, draw my comics page, wash the dishes, water the plants, do some bankin, clean up a bit, dust, ink in three drawings and put the grey tones in almost all the Lost Sock book drawings since I got up at 1pm.
Yay.
So, I have been productive and now I will take the night off. What a weird and bizarre concept. Usually I do this on Dec 24th.
I hate to say I'm gonna start the night off a WEE bit late since I still have to scan my drawing page and upload it, but then I'm going to... um
SHUT OFF THE COMPUTER!!!
Wow.
Frightening concept.
Have a great night all.
I'm gonna eat nachos in the bath.
tah!
Wenchie
A family member will somehow manage to push all your buttons at once. Although it won't be easy for you to stay calm, give it a shot. Wouldn't you rather be remembered that way?Here is my horoscope for Saturday, October 23:
Weird... that is like two weeks ago when my father was here... I think they lost this horoscope for a week. And no, I didn't really so much remain calm. dang. And yes, I would rather be remembered that way. Ah, wishful thinking. Teehee!
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