Settling into my 60's - the Age of this Aquarius - and it seems a golden age indeed. I am still basking in the afterglow of my birthday party. It was perfectly lovely. Sam and Trina did a fine prep job. Good food, good music. Lovely people. Singing and dancing. Sweet dreams are made of these.
I am wearing my faded stretch velveteen capris and my blue "Born to Be Wild" tee-shirt, listening to "Caravanserai" by Carlos Santana, sitting in half-lotus on my bed with the keyboard in my lap.
Miss Dee slept on my floor last night after an episode of utter gnarliness. She sure can mess herself up. She was suicidal and about to sign herself into Benedictine when Miss Lucy turned her over to my tender mercies. I told her that since she clearly did not value her life, she should turn it over to me, as I could make good use of it. Then I had her do my dishes and tidy up the kitchen area. she felt better. She just needs to be of use instead of flinging her life away. Why waste it?
I really am not very nice or sweet. I tell the truth as I see it and if a person doesn't like it, so be it.
Now I am listening to Roxy Music doing "Let's Stick Together". Miss Dee is in her pink pajamas tidying up a bit. We are discussing having her get a sewing machine and start making comfortable, luxurious unisex clothes. Who am I kidding? Besides it is not my business, is it?
Sometimes it seems like Miss Dee and I are at cross purposes. I want to be paid to entertain and she wants to be paid to be entertained. I am entertained by myself.
All right, I won't be cynical, but I will feel and think exactly as I think. I know she is basically using me and I am getting nothing out of it. Au contraire. But I ...what is it? Do I just want to be nice? But it makes me less than at perfect peace with myself. When I am truthful am I being arrogant? So what? Whatever. Sometimes she is lucky I don't just kill her and put her out of her misery. But then there would be a big kerfuffle. *Sigh!* What a predicament! I am so wishy washy. My problem is that I can see the situation from many different angles. I can see many paths. So what do I do? Yep. Go with the flow.
I am stressed out and playing tower defense games. On Desktop TD Pro there are two scenarios I cannot beat, the boost level and the all splitters level.
On Bubble Tanks TD I can NOT do level 40, "The Chase" nohow. Oh, eventually, I am sure, but not right now.
I just figured out what the ghostly vibe in Kingston is. This used to be a whore town, Ira informed Deee and I just now. Sheesh! I guess I felt that and was repulsed by it. Am repulsed. Funny, eh? That does explain a lot about the social dynamics in this place. It's a battlefield.
I probably do need a nap. I am irritable.
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