Friday, August 01, 2003

I am at the end of my tether.
My tasks are piling up and so is my inertia.
There are only so many hours in a day and only so many that can be spent on the idiot box and the comp. Lack of activity is as tiring as the alternative. Daddy's not home yet. I leave in a week.

I want to crib! In a voice shrill enough to break glass or rouse the dead. I'd rouse my grandpop...a right hellion he was.
I just hope he passed on enough of the genes to carry on the tradition.
Today, this 1st of August, 2003, I claim rightful ownership to his irritabilities, eccentricties and genius.

When I can safely claim to be an anthropologist(another four years) I will write his biography and call it 'The Head of the Undivided Hindu Family'...remind me in case I forget.