Good @#$ing Morning...I mean afternoon.

Went to bed late after some IRC time and futzing around with my home page; then had a rare night of insomnia - had that 'racing mind' syndrome. I'd had iced tea at around 9 pm...but that couldn't have caused this...could it? Didn't get to sleep unt il a litle after 5 am. Had thought to go see the Gay Pride parade (people from friends Beckie and Neil's 'open and affirming' congregational church march in the parade) but felt too cr@p, especially with this chest cold. Apologized and begged off; went back to sleep for a few more hours. Woke again to a nice phone call from my Arkansas friend Sarah *waves hello to Sarah* Ha-ha; I know you're reading this!

No bread in the house; went out for a bagel. Bagels all gone. Sulked a bit, then came home and had some pesto-covered cheese tortellini for breakfast. Er, lunch. ^.^

No more dreams here...

Instead, find them from here on out posted in my hive journal. Along with witterings about various spiritual and arcane stuff. Spirit guides, astral visualizations, the odd shamanic journey - that sort of thing. About as Flakey and Eccentric as I get.

Depressed again.

Went for another @#&$ hour-long walk due to that. My own daily cycle seems to be that I hit the lowest part of the trough mid-late afternoon. That feeling of intense loneliness, wrongness...and vague imminent Doom. Well ok; that could be more chronic anxiety I'm feeling.

Well, least I could accomplish one noteable thing today. By making that circuit.

Walking is my 'pill'. I've been doing it at least 3 times a week for 2 weeks now. If I don't experience a noticeable sense of mood improvement by a few more weeks from now after all that effort....I'll consider myself Screwed. Utterly and irredeemably Screwed.

I'll be @#$% if I'm going to have to pop a pill just to live.

Today's Culinary Masterpiece...

A 'pizza roll' made by slinging a half pkg of filo dough with pizza sauce and montery jack, then rolling that sucker up and popping it into a 350 degree oven for about 20 min.

The result? Umm...interesting. Was gonna use pesto and cheese, but wimped out. Next time: mustard and ham.ˇ