Basket [case]

Today, we put 16 baskets together!  On any given day, 4 baskets is a bunch, so imagine our chagrin when 16 baskets came down the line...  But, we took it on!  And we prospered!  It only took a few hours, and in the end, we sent 16 beautiful baskets on their way, while I was left with a pile of basket trimmings on my desk.  Dirt, dust, basket pieces, and zig fill!

(Voila!)

At dinner, I was talking about it and Gary called me a "basket case".  ::chuckles::

Luckily, this is also a song, and it's been in my head for years, so I feel obliged to share it here!  :)

"Basket Case" by Green Day

Do you have the time

To listen to me whine

About nothing and everything

All at once

I am one of those

Melodramatic fools

Neurotic to the bone

No doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the creeps

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm cracking up

Am I just paranoid?

Am I just stoned?

I went to a shrink

To analyze my dreams

She says it's lack of sex

That's bringing me down

I went to a whore

She said my life's a bore

So quit my whining cause

It's bringing her down

Sometimes I give myself the creeps

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm cracking up

Am I just paranoid?

Uh, yuh, yuh, ya

Grasping to control

So I better hold on

Sometimes I give myself the creeps

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm cracking up

Am I just paranoid?

Am I just stoned?