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polydad
I'm 47 years old, and I should *not* pick up my 200-lb. friends and use them as volleyballs, even if they *do* enjoy it.

There was a poly pool party yesterday afternoon, and all involved had a very good time. (ParentSpeak: The biggest catastrophe of the day was two kids bumping into each other and the little one fell down. Second biggest was a misplaced sock.) But I'm sure sore this morning from it.

There was also greymaiden's birthday party, which I couldn't arrange transportation to. Sorry, Jamie, and happy birthday. I shall find a random bystander to spank in your honor.

I'm also split between working at establishing my morning routine by going and working out, having breakfast and meds, showering, and dressing for the day, and writing a very hot dominance fantasy I've been working on about topping from the bottom. Of course, what I *should* be doing is housework and paperfiling, followed by laundry. And if I keep it up, I can probably find six other things I "should" be doing, and thus have nine options to pick from, thus having made the whole situation so confusing there's nothing left to do but go back to bed and contemplate it.

So I think I'll go for a bike ride.

Has anyone heard of the religion of "Goldfish and Lawn Mower?" helbling is its inventor, and I'd put a link to it here if I knew how.

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polydad
I read an interesting article in the NY Press yesterday, suggesting that the people who might vote *for* the shrub are "spite" voters. They don't expect anyone to have any interest in pleasing them, and are voting for the shrub because he promises to make everyone else as miserable as they are.

There may be something to this theory.

As to me, I've done 2/3ds of a morning routine, and my brain is shutting down. Can't have that. Not sure exactly what to do about it, though. Most of the folks I know are night owls, and would not be pleased at having to answer the phone at 9am on a weekend.