it doesn't make any difference
I need Groundhog Day tonight. Tonight I'm definitely a "glass is half empty kind of guy." But, that is secondary to something I just noticed: there is a piano at the bed and breakfast. When Phil does his little weatherman spiel for Mrs. Lancaster, you can see it in the background... and now that doesn't sound very important either. Sometimes you just have to feel unimportant yourself as well, I suppose. It's probably necessary. If you never felt useless, never felt powerless, never felt unimportant, then you would never do anything, would never change anything, and life would be very boring. I actually had a pretty good day. Slept in, watched some TV, went grocery shopping, built with LEGO blocks and watched a couple British comedies while doing so. Then went to play cards at my sister's house. Got home and, well, I don't know. Cats are annoying--one just had surgery, another keeps hissing at him. Kids were going to watch a movie with me then both lef...