Hyde the bear likes his red shorts

I tried to take a nap three times today. I failed three times. I’m not a good napper, unless I am at work and have a table to sleep ontop of. I was stuck at home again today. I figured why not ease some of the mundane and erase a few hours with a nap. Except nope! Everytime I laid down, I was back up in about five to seven minutes. I’m not sure why I felt the need to get back up, because clearly I had nothing going on, but I just wasn’t having it. So what did I get into today? Trouble I suppose. Trouble in a Yarnie sense of things. I didn’t do so well on the whole fighting back front. Infact, you could say I failed miserably. I have no excuse. Im stuck in a weak spot.

If I had to name something positive that came out of my day, it would be that I worked on some art. Kissing my brain. And you know what, Im going to go ahead and say to anybody who reads this, kiss your brain as well! Everybody should kiss their brain every once in a while! So go on…kiss your brain. And then kiss your brain again because this may be the first time that you ever kissed your brain! High Five!

Feel free to ignore the above. My brain seems to spiral out of control sometimes…

Moving along..

I am glad to have Mickey back. It wasn’t until around 10:00pm that I got him back though. Which was pretty lame considering I should have had the car back yesterday afternoon. It was the motor mounts….thats what was being fixed. Im glad they were fixed because appearently my engine could have dropped at any time. I don’t even want to think about that. Im also glad I learned about the motor mounts before it was to late. Note to self: learn a little more about cars and there parts before something really awful happens!

I don’t have to babysit tomorrow. That won’t seem natural, what ever will I do with myself. I don’t know what one is suppose to do with their Saturday nights. I am that lame.

What do you do on a Saturday night…no wait Saturnight?

I think I was suppose to go to a bridal shower tomorrow morning…well today later morning. Im not going to go. Im not feeling it. Nothing about that seems fun. It has anxiety written all over it. Lots of people I don’t know in an area not so big with a whole lot of scary food. Nope. not this time. I’m putting my foot down, my very lame foot. Infact, I’m putting my other foot down and both of my hands, and even my head, and maybe even my ears. My sister wanted me to go with her. I told her that I didn’t think I was going to be attending. She was annoyed and angry about my decision, but I am not angry or annoyed. I’m fairly certain the bride to be will not miss me. I would have hid in a corner anyway, so either way I wouldn’t have been there. Im just picking the better of the two of not being there! With that said, I would like to be there for the bride to be, she is a really nice person, and I have known her for a very long time, so I do feel a little bad about that. I will be there in spirit. A distant spirit. I will send out congratulatory smiley hugging brain waves. And then I will kiss my brain for saying no, because saying no is very hard for me to do.

Here is a unfished picture of the art I was working on today…

I don’t really know where this is heading, but it is heading somewhere. Maybe to Timbuktu, possibly even Neptune, I will let ya know when I get there. I will send out postcards! For the life of me I could not hold the camera still. Its not even worth trying anymore, so the picture is a tad blurred…and yes, a tripod is to much of a hassle for me.

Its in a bit of a messy state. Well I’m guessing the whole thing will turn out a little messy, so its in a discombobulated state. I could have just went with unorganized huh? No discombobulated sounded cooler. I don’t think its spelled wright, but oh well! Is it even a real word? Or is it just a Whoville word?

Oh, heres a posative for the day, I spelled congratulatory correct on the first attempt. now this really calls for a kiss to my brain!