For anyone who loves Old School as much as me, Stace and Dan, you'll be sad to know that Blue died last night. He was 86 years old.
OK so I've been sleeping a lot. Yesterday I fell asleep on the couch at around 8:15 for 30 minutes or so. I got into bed a ten popped my lucky purple sleeping pill put in a Netflix and was awake until 1:30 am. In between I took half of another purple pill. I woke up at 10am today. My coffee pot had already turned itself off. Since then I've been scrambline. Shower, dress, walk the dogs, check my email. When I stepped outside with The Boys, I immediately got dizzy. I associate this with my lack of activity the past week or so. I need to get myself some exercise. I'm falling apart.
So we watched The Insider last night with Al Pacino and Russel Crowe - a truly excellent flick. I started another mystery book by...hmmm...can't remember his name, but it's called Immoral. The author overwrites, but I'll continue with the mystery as I'm too deeply involved. I finished Blood ofAngels this week by another useless author I care not to remember.
I've got to try and get my groove back. Signing off.
1 comment:
Poor Blue. He rocked.
I've been sleeping a lot too, but I think it is part due to my over eating round the holidays and part me just being totally lazy after all the craze from peeps and shopping. I say: normal and o f'n well.
I will say tho - since we got home from Ithaca, every night I try to jog/walk with Winston. I must admit, I do feel a whole lot better. I know it hasn't been long, but it sure does feel like it.
You'll get your groove back, I know you will. Tell Dannyboy to spank that booty into the groove, damit.
Love ya babes.
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