Waldon here. I'm so sorry! It's been a few days since I last posted, for which there IS a reason, but I don't feel the need to get into it. The title stems from a fear of mine. One which, if you're a reasonable person, you should share. How would we know? It's not like we've seen the depths of our own bodies. Or at least, only a very few of the lucky ones have.
How. Would. We. Know?
Anyways. I'll get on topic now, I suppose. This weekend has been an odd one for me. I got called three separate occasions by three completely unrelated people to help them out of some incident involving immobility from their automobile of choice. Once for my friend on a skidoo who ended up getting passing people give him a hand AFTER I had left the house, once for a friend stuck in a snowbank in a driveway, and three guys who were having a battery problem that didn't end up being resolved until one of their father's showed up and did some crazy black magic in the car. I wish I knew what he did. I've been curious about it all weekend.
Okay, so my dog just did something that I'm sure other dog owners have experienced before that completely baffled me: He was up scratching at my door to my room, and wanted to be let out. So, it being the rational thing to do, I got up and opened the door for him. He jumped up, quite excited and happy and ran out the door... Where he then sat down immediately and lay down to sleep. He may have proceeded about 3 feet in total? The room temperature was no different, the carpet feels the same. I just don't understand what possessed him to NEED to move that 3 feet to the east. :P
So, yesterday morning I was at a theatre practice. We needed some chairs for props. So I got up and went to our library to pick up a few. That's where all the spare chairs are. I bent over, bent my knees, grabbed the chairs (A stack of 4) and starting standing straight up. I then had this horrible twitch. The chairs came up really hard, and hit me right behind my left ear, my god that hurt. There's still a small bump there, but hopefully it'll be gone by tomorrow morning. It doesn't hurt or anything now though, so I'm good.
I spent this evening with Bre. We were going to have an Earth hour get together tonight since she had to work last night and couldn't participate in the hour with the rest of town, but I couldn't get a hold of Sandra and Robyn, so I guess we'll do it some other time hopefully. :)
Bre isn't feeling too well tonight, I don't think. She's really tired. I hope she's feeling well soon. :( I'll take a page out of her book and give her a big ol' <3 ! That's right. I just used a <3 as well.
It's the beginning of the end, people. I used a <3.
In all seriousness, please feel better soon Bre. :)
So, I guess I'm done for the night. Good night everybody!
-Waldon
How. Would. We. Know?
Anyways. I'll get on topic now, I suppose. This weekend has been an odd one for me. I got called three separate occasions by three completely unrelated people to help them out of some incident involving immobility from their automobile of choice. Once for my friend on a skidoo who ended up getting passing people give him a hand AFTER I had left the house, once for a friend stuck in a snowbank in a driveway, and three guys who were having a battery problem that didn't end up being resolved until one of their father's showed up and did some crazy black magic in the car. I wish I knew what he did. I've been curious about it all weekend.
Okay, so my dog just did something that I'm sure other dog owners have experienced before that completely baffled me: He was up scratching at my door to my room, and wanted to be let out. So, it being the rational thing to do, I got up and opened the door for him. He jumped up, quite excited and happy and ran out the door... Where he then sat down immediately and lay down to sleep. He may have proceeded about 3 feet in total? The room temperature was no different, the carpet feels the same. I just don't understand what possessed him to NEED to move that 3 feet to the east. :P
So, yesterday morning I was at a theatre practice. We needed some chairs for props. So I got up and went to our library to pick up a few. That's where all the spare chairs are. I bent over, bent my knees, grabbed the chairs (A stack of 4) and starting standing straight up. I then had this horrible twitch. The chairs came up really hard, and hit me right behind my left ear, my god that hurt. There's still a small bump there, but hopefully it'll be gone by tomorrow morning. It doesn't hurt or anything now though, so I'm good.
I spent this evening with Bre. We were going to have an Earth hour get together tonight since she had to work last night and couldn't participate in the hour with the rest of town, but I couldn't get a hold of Sandra and Robyn, so I guess we'll do it some other time hopefully. :)
Bre isn't feeling too well tonight, I don't think. She's really tired. I hope she's feeling well soon. :( I'll take a page out of her book and give her a big ol' <3 ! That's right. I just used a <3 as well.
It's the beginning of the end, people. I used a <3.
In all seriousness, please feel better soon Bre. :)
So, I guess I'm done for the night. Good night everybody!
-Waldon
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