Remember to play with yourself.
Meg canceled cable.
I don’t know what we were thinking. Baseball starts in just 18 days, 14 hours and 9 minutes. We’ll save a few bucks though so It’s probably the most responsible thing to do. Anyway, what I was going to say was, now I’m forced to entertain myself. I was an only child so it’s no biggy. There’s the Internet now so killing time should be a cake walk. I’ll watch cars peel out on youtube or an episode of The Fall Guy usually but there’s only so much of that Meg can take. I’ve got a special lady now too so no more girl shopping on myspace and it’s not like I’m going to start reading some random person’s blog. Lame.
I’d have to think of another way to waste time.
Then I remembered that when I was little I was huge into coloring. So I busted out Photoshop and just played a little.
As a journalist I am strictly forbidden from ‘playing’ with pictures at all. I guess I forgot it was even an option. But just to kick back on the couch and tweek some old files that otherwise would have been just left to corrupt on a cd somewhere. No client or deadline or rules or anything. Oh man, so much fun.
That’s all I have to say about that.