I consistently have a small amount of information to report at a time but seldom feel like sitting down and writing a full entry. For this reason, I am considering getting a Twitter account, but... to be honest, it looks kind of boring. I think it's the kind of thing where you'd have to have a decent amount of people who are interested in your ( Read more... )

Bill's gone away for a while.  His company offered him a month-long position in Maine during which he'd get a lot of overtime with his new raise, and a $35 per diem.  When he told me about it, I was supportive and encouraged him to take them up on it.  Unfortunately, the way things worked out with the position made it so that he had to leave on ( Read more... )

Alright.  I haven't written in forevers, because [lame excuse or claims of laziness etc], but if I don't get something down now, I'll just keep putting it off ( Read more... )

I fell asleep on Michael last night.  Well, not physically on him, but, I fell asleep while we were talking.  I woke up, remembered, and went "gasp ( Read more... )

All I've got to say is it's a good thing I have such a low pulse, because, as expected, things are getting to be a smidge too ridiculous.  For serious ( Read more... )

Yesterday's MyWordADay from vocabvitamins.com was "namby-pamby."  As soon as I read it, I heard it in Jesse's voice.

Today's word from alphaDictionary is "ataraxia"  Meaning: Peace of mind, the absence of any anxiety or stress, total relaxation, mental tranquility ( Read more... )

I still can't find my stickers, so, I had to walk to the pharmacy today.  I like walks.  I think a lot when I'm walking somewhere.  I think a lot at the gym, but it's usually about gym-related things.  The thought process during strolls are similar to what happens in the shower.  Weird, theraputic mind-tangents.  My mother called while I was ( Read more... )

Beck wrote the entire album, Sea Change, in a hotel room in one week after his girlfriend of like 7 years broke up with him.

( introspective melodrama )

I was trying to write something fun and somewhat meaninful and then I got drunk and decided to lose interest. Instead, I got instrospective and started reading my old journals. Browsing everything from early high school til present. There's something I wrote a little while ago that's still a littl disheartening (though it's my own thought ( Read more... )

It's circa 2:30pm on a gorgeous Monday afternoon ( Read more... )