Too exhausted to work on the computer tonight, I’m going downstairs to click around and play cards.

Laundry incomplete because of my nap this afternoon but I’ll catch up on it before tomorrow’s meeting at Sarah’s school. My to-do list for the next week is horrible.

Ice thawing.

The captain continues his declaration of innocence in the near-drowning incident. His boat was broken and he couldn’t stop to help me out of the water. If his boat was so broken he should have stayed away from the figure struggling in the water. Every time he drove by his boat spat out fuel that choked me. Despite my pleading him to fix the leak, he continued to deny the leak and pollute the waters.

While struggling in the water these past three days I continued my efforts to clean up the debris from the schools of fish as they swam by me. My efforts went unnoticed unless I failed to replace one of the corals they’d knocked astray. I managed to knit some seaweed into a blanket with my toes and only need some help seaming the edges but everyone is too busy to help me with my blanket. I also attempted to help a small fish that the captain had only replaced one fin on and needed the other fin replaced. The surgery was difficult without the captain’s tools and skill and I need his help in stitching up the open incisions before the fish gets lost at the bottom of the sea.

I am angry. I feel as though I have been drifting in the water without a piece of driftwood to cling to. Alone and drowning in the ocean of life, the only time a boat appeared on the horizon it spurned the water and attempted to push me down. Suddenly today I am on the shore, dripping wet, cold and surrounded by people who don’t notice my misery. The captain of the boat who only added to my suffering while in the water is happily frollicking on the beach and instead of apology, he offers me condescension and indifference. I will attempt to find a tiny spot of solitude to nurse my wounds and pretend that the indignity never occurred while the wound inside continues to ooze.

Stared at nothing on the tv until about 1 a.m. Still irritated about my website and spending today doing laundry won’t improve my attitude any.

My website is messed up, my bedsheets are still in the dryer and I’m too aggravated to do anything but lie on my bare mattress and watch tv.

I’ve managed to completely dork up my website. Three of the navigation links take you back to the index page and I can’t figure out why. Grrrr. I’m going back to doing the laundry where I feel semi-competent.

Still working on my webpage changeover to coldfusion. Doug slept until time for the movie. Now he’s off watching “The Passion” and I’m sure he’ll post a review when he returns. Background here - Doug was raised in a family that went to church on holidays and not always then either. Doug still thinks that he is in control of his destiny. However, he’s seeing the movie with my father which guarantees him some prosthetizing.

Amy is running around with a flashlight giggling like it’s the coolest thing in the world. Tommy is playing games on Doug’s computer.

Started creating the Asperger’s Yahoo Group. It still needs more work but it’s functional. I need to do some serious work on my personal webpage. It’s a mess but it’s going to require concentration and effort on my part because it’s halfway between being html and cf which I don’t really understand. I’m a “learn as I do” sort of programmer. I DON’T need any more projects right now.