So it’s been like one of those days, y’know? the kind of like days that like I’ve been having for a while - but today all in a good way. So much excitement, none of which I will utter a peep of to you…cause, well, like, if you talk before you’re sure you’ve got it going on, then it never gets going on. How annoying are too many likes in a paragraph?

Shit. I can’t think. I feel like I could take a sleeping pill and still stay awake all day and night. Not that I take sleeping pills, cause I don’t, but if I needed them I guess I would, but that’s not the point. I’m overly excited and there’s nothing that can happen, unless of course something beyond what I can control happens - like some blind, old lady who shouldn’t be driving, accidentally steps on the gas instead of the break as I’m crossing the street, that will stop this momentum. Not now.

“I am the king of my hill..” not exactly the quote from Titanic but more about how I’m feeling. This blog has been a lot about my feelings lately, and while they span the gamut, I am feeling like the queen of my destiny. And my destiny has potential. And I love the show King of the Hill. Really great show. That’s why I changed the quote to fit my lifestyle. Cause my lifestyle involved a Friday night marathon with Hank and Peggy Hill. Did anyone see the one where Peggy teaches sex ed? Or where she stars, unbeknownst to her, in foot fetish videos? Funny shit. Funny. Shit. (yes, I typed it that way on purpose, but for what purpose, I have no idea).

I’ve been thinking about humans.
There are two types of people in this world. Shitters and Wanters. Shitters get things done, actually make things happen. Wanters, are more like whiners, wondering why everyone else gets things done, and wanting things done, but not doing anything about them.

Then there’s Chengwin and Chunk…