nagging unfinished business...

when i think of stuff i need to do (or think i need to do) if feel like i don't have enough hours in my life. this screenplay i've been trying to write keeps evading me. i might have a flash of inspiration and start the rewriting process, but then i stop... and wonder where to start again. so yeh - there's that.

house work... GUH... someone at work said, i don't think you ever truly own a house, so much as the house OWNS you. totally right.

also, recently i spent about $10 on the lotto. 5 on TX / 5 on MEGA. wonder if i won, i bet i did and i don't even know it yet. funny, i don't feel any different. they say winning changes you, but i'm still the same.

i wonder if i'm a n a-hole, or if people take themselves too seriously. if i say you're a welfare momma, with no job, and no eye-brows... is that insulting? even if you have no kids, have a great job, and ... whatever they're fucking eye-brows. does anyone really care? (your eye-brows are fabulous). weird that anyone would get upset over that... gotta go. coffee and goodwill calling me.

not that i'm buying anything, b/c the goodwills around austin have my picture and it says - DO NOT UNDER ANI CIRKUMSTANCES SEEL TO THIS MAN. Sarah gave it to them, she is a horrible speller, and worse with punctuation.