Isn't it weird how time keeps marching on?
Woke up in the wee hours this morning, feeling weird. Thought maybe I'd drank too much coffee or booze, but a review of my day revealed I hadn't drank anything stronger than ice tea all day. So I guess it was just my brain, body.
So I went on a walk through town, saw the sunrise, found a ton of dead fish floating in the lake (eek!) went by the grocery store for bagels but it wasn't open yet. Thought about art, thought about painting. Thought about me and what I wanted to do with my life, what I should be drawing and painting.
Came to ZERO conclusions. But still not a bad morning, I guess.
Through the magic of Netflix, I just watched "Terriers." Netflix has been recommending it to me for ages and I'd never considered watching it because neither the name nor the little graphic attracted me at all. But it was a totally neat little damaged detective show. I watched the whole series, and never figured out why it's called "Terriers". I do love the theme song, though. I'd have paid money for it if Amazon mp3 had it, but since they didn't, I just downloaded it off rapidshare or something like that.
I think I'll go listen to it now.