Let's see if I can come up with a clever title for uh.. well like for instance, say I was going to start today, so maybe I could incorporate the day of the week, that would be...wait what's today, oh, okay, Friday.
Okay, Friday? Friday? What could I come up with that would fit in with Friday. Fry Day. What could I do with that. It makes me think of brain, fried brain. I kinda feel like that is what my brain feels like today, but what if my brain didn't feel like that next Friday. No, that's no good.
Free Day Friday. Yeah, I like that. Okay so now what do I do with that? I'm pretty much free to do what I want with this blog every day, it's my blog, so why would I have to have a Free Day Friday?
Hey wait a minute. I could just do this. Cuz, you see this is pretty much the way I think and talk. You know what I think is interesting? Wait do you care about what I think is interesting? Oh, who cares.
So, I'm riding down the highway on the way to, uh I think the bowling alley. That's where all the cool smoking girls hang out. No, not smokin' hot. I mean they all smoked, at the bowling alley. In the car, I light the ciggie with my car lighter. Well, that's because I didn't carry matches or a lighter with me, being a new smoker and all. So I light up using the car lighter and take a puff. I didn't inhale, I swear I didn't. Mainly because I didn't know how. I put the ciggie in the ashtray and there must have been some paper or something in the ashtray cuz, all of a sudden I have a fire goin'. So now what? I am in the middle of this Freeday and my stupid computer keeps cuttin out. So I go to check to make sure all of the plugs are in tight and as I bend down to crawl under my desk, I bang my head on the keyboard draw, you know the one that pulls out,(yep, that's jersey for drawer) anyway, now I have a bump on my head. Urgh, I can't stand it! Now it's not only Fried Brain Friday, but I am now angry, well mad actually. Back to the smoking car incident...that was the first and last time I smoked. But, like I was sayin up ⬆ there somewhere... if I were a lifelong smoker, I would have the gravely voice to go along with my Jersey, but I don't. I have this little soft voice. People are always sayin' what? to me. Well not everyone, Jen, and Johanna, they don't say what cuz they hear me, cuz they talk like me. BTW, this is not fast talking. I don't fast talk. I slow talk, hesitate talk, pause talk. So if I were talking this post, it would take me a long time.
It's 7:59. That's it, I gave myself till eight to finish this post. It's treadmill time. If I don't do it now, I will talk myself out of it. I have a whole treadmill thing I do. So I'll probably tell you about that next Free Day. If you stuck with me to the end of this, you are brave and loyal. Bye.
I have created a page for Anna's Diary. It can be found under the Tab titled Anna's Diary.
I have posted all of the entries to date there, starting with January 1, 1929.
Here is today's entry from Anna's diary:
Sat. October 12, 1929
Columbus Day. Jean, Rose, Jewel, Rick and Pa went to Princeton to see Bill and Brown - Princeton game. Home all morning. 360 in afternoon. Back home early. Baby to bed early. All alone.