5&5 timing


I find my timing to be wonky on posting these.  I usually do my 5&5 at night, before bed. And I usually go to bed way too late. So I decided I'll still write them at night as usual, but then I'll repost in the morning. Just in case you were wondering. 
Laments:
1. That 80's rock includes Bill Seger. 
2. That videos that old remind me of *just* how much weight I've gained in 28 years. yeesh
3. Neighbor friends who move away. 
4. That I can make a comparison including the words "28 years"!
5. Headaches

Gratitudes:
1. For (non-satellite) radio stations that still play 80's rock. 
2. For old video tapes that remind me of good times and old friends, some of whom I still am in touch with. 
3. Neighbors who are also friends. 
4. For Netflix. It's just so cool!
5. Advil and ice packs

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