The Fast Lane
Another successful night, this time without any diaper pads. Still problems when up and walking, however, but I can feel the muscle group involved and it's doing its pushups. Or push ins. Or whatever they do to get ready for their new job on the front line of personal modesty. Sigh.
Overcast this morning, but the sun's out now. I threw the jockey shorts in the wash this morning and ordered another dozen from Lands' End. I'll probably own the damned washing machine before this is over. Drove the car for the first time in three weeks down to the local 7 - 11 look alike to buy the paper, spent some time listening to the radio later in bed, spent some time playing Freecell here, spent some time thinking there are probably better ways to spend my time. Life in the fast lane. Here in Oakland.