You know, while I was out in the field, I had this entire entry written in my head. Of course, now I've forgotten a lot of it.

I'm exhausted and I'm running mainly on endorphins. hehehe Yesterday, most everything was right with the world (except for the *^&$#@& algebra) and today, everything is right with it. It's one of those absolutely crazy good moods too. You know the ones ~ the ones that make you think that you probably shouldn't feel this great but...there you are.

I had a hard time keeping a big, goofy smile off my face and what's more ~ I really wanted to burst into song...however, 'The Lovecats' was the only that would come to mind and psuedo-jazz just doesn't really go with raking hay.

Like I said, everything was right with the world today. For once, all the songs on the radio were good. The earth, the sun, the wind...perfect. I haven't felt that connected to things in a long time. Some of those fields up there would be great for star gazing, since there isn't much stray light. Even the big, goofy straw hat I had to wear to keep the sun off my face didn't bring me down...I was just glad that no one else saw it, or I'd have a nickname for sure. :::snicker:::

Yep ~ the sun, the wind, the smell of the hay, eighty five degrees and no humidity...closest thing to divinity I can think of.

Part of the reason I was in such a good mood, I'll admit, was due to a chat last night/this morning. You know, sometimes five of the best words in the english language is, "I like you, please stay." (Of course, another seven, for me to say in a purely fantastical sense is, "Down on your knees, Boy ~ worship me!" :::_cackle_:::)

See? I told you ~ it's an absolutely crazy good mood.

< Tangent alert:

I took a nap earlier and now I know just how exhausted I was ~ the alarm went off and I was pounding on the clock, the futon, and the floor. All the while, I remember clearly thinking, "Why won't that noise STOP??!!" It seemed to go on forever...heh!

Another tangent:

I ran into Mr. Janitor today. He was transferred to another building a few weeks ago and I had a nice run of peace and quiet. Before they moved him, I made the mistake of having mentioned Forrest Gump once and what did he do? Went home and watched it several times so he could quote the damn thing everytime he saw me. Everyday. For weeks. It used to be a movie that I liked, but there for a while, I just wanted to pitch my copy of that damn movie into the trash, toss it into the driveway and run over with my truck...or burn it at the stake...you get the picture.

So, I run into him as I walked into the tech building this morning. What the hell did he do? Quoted a line from the movie! Again! This time, he quoted, "Sometimes, you just don't have enough rocks." My first thought was, "yeah ~ I wish I had one..."

Aaaahhh....such amusing, violent thoughts...:::snicker:::

/Tangent>

Yep. I keep telling myself that I really shouldn't feel this good ~ especially over a bunch of words on the computer screen. I keep hearing Kevin Meaney's voice in my head: "It's just not right!" LOL (He's a comedian ~ what happened to that guy?) Despite the endorphins flooding my system, I am not a giddy school girl (wait...:::snicker:::) I will not go immediately running back and act like a damn smitten groupie. I will not manufacture a bunch of algebra problems, just so I can talk again (but oh, I have a whole book of them...) Besides, there was that one problem that we were convinced was wrong in the book ~ it wasn't. Heh. It's crazy.

Oh, the hell with it. I'm taking it for what it was: an interesting chat. Hell, the algebra got interesting. The endorphins are an added bonus. I wouldn't mind repeating the experience, though. It's nice to have someone say, "I like you, please stay," in any case.

O.k...that's it. I'm going to do my homework (easy stuff, in theory: "find the square root (or cubed or to the fourth) of 4, 9, 16...what is the square root of 16 plus the square root of 9? That kind of stuff. Still, why the hell is the instructor starting a new chapter when there are only two days left to the final? I would have liked a review! Oh wait...review...algebra...:::_insert evil grin here_:::) and probably go back to bed. It would be nice to not have to run in the morning.

Unlike this morning, where I set the clock for 5:45 am and I didn't hear the damn thing until 6:45 and I was supposed to leave to go to class in 20 minutes. I'm still working that one out...

One last thought:

The latest patron to the buffet that is the cats' food is back ~ a raccoon. It is a big, healthy guy...girl...raccoon. Now I know who has been scattering the recycling. Both he and the opossum are out there tonight, jostling over the last bits of scraps. As long as he doesn't cause trouble, he's certainly welcome here. I still have the policy of 'all things benevolent and good welcome here.'

Now ~ off to bed...hopefully.