The man sez: Hooray! We're engaged!! And now I spend the next twelve months having endless dreams where I am failing at some impossible task (Peacock farming! Packing non-perishables for a survival scenario such as zombie apocalypse!) that leave me stressed and cranially tired when I wake up. "But," they tell me, "enjoy this process." No one ( Read more... )

The Man sez: Yay! Journaling! Enough celebration ( Read more... )

The Man sez: Coworker 1 is pregnant, and we are all sssssssuper excited for her. Coworker 2 has adopted the position of pregnancy mentor because she has a baby. I have this overwhelming urge to school them on not being ridiculous every time I hear C2 tell C1 crazy bs. I have a very low tolerance for bs (and pain!) so I find myself rolling my eyes ( Read more... )

The Man sez: JoePa, Joe Paterno, was like a living Santa Claus to me. He was this mythical figure, a symbol of goodness in humanity and nice guys finishing first or at least accepting defeat gracefully, but he was real. I know; I had the exceptional fortune of meeting him as the Penn State team was boarding their busses from the hotel for the ( Read more... )

The Man sez: I dug out my copy of the Manic Street Preachers' "The Holy Bible" LP and put in on my ipod a few weeks ago. I don't know what prompted it - I don't think I've listened to any of CDs my Manics collection in at least five years. To be honest, it all felt quite surreal. I mean, I was so obsessed with MSP at fifteen (and sixteen, ( Read more... )

The Man sez: So I've lost a lot of weight in the last eighteen months. The number on the scale is now at the lowest it's been in at least six years. Part of me is proud of myself for sticking to a goal for so long. I lost fifty pounds. That's a lot of weight. A second grader weighs fifty pounds. And my weight hasn't yo-yo. Last year, my ( Read more... )

The Man sez: Today is down. Today I will go to the pharmacy and refill my scrip for Happiness. I stopped taking Happiness a month or two ago because it bothered me to think that my emotions were being controlled chemically. But now I think I won't mind it. Chemical or not, I was happier with Happiness. Seeing pictures on Facebook of yet ( Read more... )

The Man sez: Writing this on Touchster before the babies show up for church nursery, so if there are any words that do not make sense contextually you can blame the excessively vigilent T9 function ( Read more... )

The Man sez: My grandmother passed last Friday around 6 pm. I was two hours away by car. It took me fifteen minutes to stop crying in hiccuping gasps. "I'm tired," she said. But why couldn't you wait for me? I was coming to see you. I was so close ( Read more... )

The Man sez: So I've been losing weight again in the past month or so. I would be happy about this were it not for the random bleeding and the insomnia and the wracking stomach cramps that wake me from my admittedly fitful sleep and dizzy spells (which aren't new but still freak me out a bit ( Read more... )