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Get it through your head. One. Day. At. A. Time. . . .

Calima often says that to me. I imagine the 'Get it through your head,' part And she says the 'One day at a time,' part. Though, I don't doubt she thinks it, or blame her if she does. So, tonight, when I want to bake bread, make homemade tortillas, chili for john, make muffins, go grocery shopping, do laundry, and map out the year financially. Oh, let's not forget the read a chapter in Screenwriting for Dummies, and write in my screenplay.

I want to do it all. I want it all done yesterday. Now, I'm not complaining. I know it's the combination of the waxing sun, the waxing moon, and the wonderful weather we've been experiencing lately that has me ready to kung fu any obstacle. But really; I only stress myself when I take on so much. So, I have to sit my ass down and say, 'Ass, how could you do this better? Still get everything done and not feel like a slave?' And ass replies to me, 'person who calls me ass. please stop calling me ass, and remember to take one day at a time.'

You'd think I'd get the net by now. :P

I should probably check to see if the moon is waxing before I claim it's affecting me. I can't be bothered. I saw Diana's bow, and I believe it was the right side. I get that backwards sometimes.

Anyhow. I want to shoot John for the sounds coming from his computer that are making it impossible to think, much less type. Damn sound clips from video games.

I still have yoga left to do tonight.
so, gotta make this quick.

xxx