We are officially 30 days from the end of this what the fuck year. Honestly I cant recall many things beyond the yellow stone adventures this past august, or adopting the two little dust mites ((who are loosing privileges day by day)), or going to the sky domes out in the middle of the desert.

The fact that I turned 34 this year also feels like a hallowed out blur.

Today was a much needed day off from work. Last week I worked 40 hours and then I will be getting an additional 8 hour holiday pay. Which now that my jeeps windshield wiper blades broke, it will be a greatly appreciated pay check.

Frankly I don’t mind that this month goes by without a hitch or real solid memories. I will just end up working retail, bringing in the new year at the place of employment and just – rinse and repeat. Thats all this is at this age and point, just – a repeat. Which has a very grey depressing look on the world.

In attempts to change things, I gutted my closet, cleaned my kitchen, and set aside stuff for donation. Hell, I even attempted to pick up my water colors paints just to see if I have the inkling for it. I painted an ill looking cactus, those kind that are green stumps with the round colorful bulbs on the top.

I also have attempted cooking. For any one who lives the single life style, cooking for yourself is a miserable experience. At least, thats how it always has been for me. Regardless I am trying to make my own ramen soups. Nothing fancy or from scratch, just some hodgepodge bullshit that I think is edible. Ramen noodles, eggs, bbq pork belly, so far its been a good combo.

Also I am trying to figure out chop sticks. Yay?