Sunday, September 07, 2014

Sunday Stealing

 Alphabetty 


A. What are your favorite smells? I love apple/cinnamon and lavender.

 B. Can you go a whole day without caffeine? No. And I don't want to.

 C. Who knows more about you than anyone else? My oldest friend. We've been buds for more than (gulp!) 50 years.

 D. What song did you last listen to? "Don't Stop Believin'." It seems that somehow I hear it somewhere each and every day.

 E. Do you have a crush on anybody? Always

 F. Do you like The Beatles? Why yes. All the best people do. And I'm always happy to take this opportunity to post a photo of my Lads from Liverpool.

 G. If you could choose one color to wear for a whole year, what color would you choose? Blue.

 H. Do you cook often? No.

 I. What was the last film you watched? Did you like it? Boyhood with Ethan Hawke and Patricia Arquette. Loved it!

 J. Can you sew? I can hem and mend.

 K. What is your favorite fruit? Bananas.

 L. Are you health conscious? Not as much as I should be.

 M. What is your middle initial? Since my nom de blog is The Gal Herself, I guess my middle initial is G.

 N. Do you curse a lot? Fuck yeah.

 O. When was the last time you had a beer? Last Tuesday or Wednesday.

 P. Are you pro sports fan? My Cubs are the only passion I have that rivals that Beatles.
 
 Q. Is there a certain food you often crave for no reason? The "no reason" part confuses me. I often crave chocolate or salty/crunchy.

 R. What was the last book you purchased? The Patriarch by David Nasaw.

 S. Where was your last vacation? Christmas in Key West. I'm returning again this year.

 T. Do you share your fries? No.

 U. Did you ever play seven minutes in heaven? No. I don't know what it is?

 V. Girls, when was the last time you went out without a bra? Guys, when was the last time you went shirtless in public? In young adolescence. I find it hurts to go braless very long.

 W.  What's the longest you've gone "unplugged"?  A day or two.

X. Have you ever broken a bone? If so, how did it happen? I broke my collarbone when I fell down the stairs. I was in pre-school, so I recall very little of it.

 Y. How do you like your eggs? Over easy.
 
 Z. What was your last argument about and who with? It was Tuesday or Wednesday. I argued with my art director because she was being just plain lazy.


Nothing

That's kinda what I did yesterday. Didn't even leave the house until well after noon. Then all I did was treat myself to a lovely lunch with a good book and a yummy rumchata colada at a little restaurant up the street. It was a beautiful day, but I didn't even feel like walking around much. Then I got home, watched a little baseball, did laundry, and continued plowing through House of Cards.

Why am I so unmotivated? Why am I so content to just stay rooted on my lumpy futon? I feel OK physically. But I'm just so depleted of energy or enthusiasm. I'm not sad or depressed. I'm just ... unwilling to move.