Grump Central Archive: Week of 11 July 2021

Saturday, 17 July 2021

You know how there's that one person from your past you'd most like to hear from again? Well... I've not felt this un-grumpy in many years.

Friday, 16 July 2021

I've gone blind... to visitors. My driveway sensor has died. It lasted six years, so I think it served me pretty well. However, it'll be almost $300 to replace, because it's the only model that will function across a thousand feet in dense woods. But I'm not especially keen on investing that much to replace something that I'll only need for several months to a year at most. Oh, and this is what intense humidity looks like.

Thursday, 15 July 2021

Taking a break from modeling. Actually, taking a break from almost everything. Time to clean—the house has been sadly neglected, and it's pretty messy around here, especially the garage. The other day, I caught myself pacing the house like a caged animal. I'd like to be outside, but first, it's been miserably hot and humid lately, and second, my drugs make me photo-sensitive. It saddens me to think how much I used to be outside; the last time I took any photos of the property was April. Today's image was taken July last year during a torrential downpour.

Wednesday, 14 July 2021

I've been doing a fair bit of modeling these days, although the primary reason has been to have a distraction, something to keep my mind off of any number of troubling subjects. But, if I'm honest, sometimes my modeling reminds me of the unpleasant stuff because, if life was good, I'd probably be doing something else. It's a messy paradox.

Tuesday, 13 July 2021

I spent the day Sunday thinking it was Monday. Was expecting a friend to stop over on Monday, so I pestered him why he changed his plans when he said he wasn't coming over (because it was really Sunday, duh). And this after dutifully taking my Sunday pills on Sunday. How embarrassing. Anyway, today's image is my favorite photo of Bobby, taken on 19 November 2016. He wasn't fully grown yet—he was maybe nine or ten months old—whereas my threesome had just celebrated their two-year birthday the day before.

Monday, 12 July 2021

I've got nothing. I'm empty.

Sunday, 11 July 2021

I've got nothing today, except a memorial for Roy.

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