I'm running out of titles

I don't know what it is, but I like only having to take care of my self, my car, my cat(s). It makes life so simple. Simple is good. My cat is purring, she is happy...that is good. See how that works, simple, eh. Then you throw on (damn this is gonna be a boohoo me post) some things that you want, but for reasons unknown to you. You don't get. Why can't people be as easy to please as my cat here in my lap / arm? Stupid humans. Simple things like this make me smile. Maybe I'm just tired and bitchy. Could it be my time of month? Yeah...the 11th, that's my time alrighty. Maybe I should be Eastern Time Zone, that would make the 12th my day.

Well y'alls, I just don't know. It's not like I'm depressed or anything. 'Cause I'm not. I just seem to get in these stupid moods. I guess that's what I get for being human and not...Betamax video player. Yeah, I don't know where I was going with that.

It is funny how typing, just typing helps the mind. I guess this way I don't have to keep it all to myself. I am glad to see that I am still blogging like I did back in the day, before I had any readers. I am also glad that I have been able to find some other blogs out there, or ones that have found me, that are real. I even got 2 friends into blogging, though they don't blog much. I guess I could say that I helped to add a little something in to their life.

Something I said to my mom this past weekend. She asked what I was doing. I said, "I'm drinking and playing video games. 'Cause I'm such a geek." Yup, that's me. Oh and I've also posted a blog or two while drinking, good times.

Well I guess that's enough for now.