And I'm irritable today. I had a whole week away from Diva and Sproing, but I'm back with them again. They drain the umph out of me. I don't like younger teenagers. I'm often fond of older teens, like 18 and 19 years old, especially if they aren't my own children. These 13-year-olds are driving me over the edge.
After I woke up from my nap Saturday I drove Twitch back to Charlotte, NC. Sproing came with. We had a pleasant drive. I like driving. Sproing likes traveling. As much as he and I fuss with each other, a road trip with him is usually pleasant. We stopped at the IHOP on Cox (say it out loud) Road in Gastonia, NC for supper and I had jizz pancakes again. Love those things. They seem to taste better at the IHOP on Cox.
I miss being in school. I miss working on my art, working with clay. I could do it, but I don't. Why not? I don't know. I've got some clay that is my very own at the studio at school. I have special permission to work in there. But I stay home to keep the kids from killing each other. Or whatever other excuse might work. Perhaps tomorrow morning I'll go over there and work for a few hours. I should. I need it.
Meh. That's all I'm going to talk about today. Unless I think of something else and add an update or something.
