IMF ( Read more... )

A question I find myself asking all the time, and the answer is always unsatisfactory.  And yet I find myself continually asking it, over and over and over.  “The surest sign that some one is crazy is the simple repetition of a task expecting the results to be different.”  So I am a little different, but in an altogether trivial way.  My ( Read more... )

 Is not my strong suit.  Or maybe it is and that is the problem.  This song won't leave my mind.  It's kind of like loosing the game, but on a much more profound and painful level.  And that is what i hate about the game,  you can't win but you can't stop playing, you just have to forget.  And blocking memories isn't very healthy.  So i'm just ( Read more... )

How can i put this into words?  That is really what has been choking me up about this is, that i don't know how to express it in any sort of cathartic way.  And recently i've been doing it with excercise.  It's nice i guess.  I have worked out 5 days in a row now.  Running, push-ups and sit-ups,  biking.  I feel like i am training for something, or ( Read more... )

A small church.   There are only a few rows of old wooden pews.  There are 3 short stairs that go up at the back to a raised pulpit.  A stained glass window shines a colorful image of the Virgin Mary on the center of the stage just before the pulpit.  We hear humming off stage, a very slow rendition of “here comes the bride”.  A women walks on ( Read more... )

Written for no one, about no one,  inspired by no one...

Yeah right.

A campus diner.  Students are wondering around, ultimately queing themselves in line to purchase food from a garden variety all-you-can-eat buffet. Michael and Hannah stick out from the crowd as they are wearing color. Hannah is kind of frumpy, exercise clothes sums up the day.  ( Read more... )

IMF!

I couldn't hold on too it much longer.

Oh yeah and...

TOWN CRIER!

There is a moment in every one’s life when they crawl out of the mud after hours or days or months or years of suffering in the most horrifying of circumstances.  And in that moment when the rain washes you clean, you stand up and look at the stars and see the light, or at least the lamppost ( Read more... )

TGIF for the first time.  What a week and everything has only just begun.  I need to get settled in a bad way.  Right now i am still living out of bags and boxes and it is terribly disorienting.  Where did i put my tooth brush?  Is that the clean pile or the dirty pile.   I need to set up my computer.  Thats what is making things the most difficult ( Read more... )

As it is want to do as often as it can.  Matt Beman is in town. Happy story, he slept in our room.  It makes us sound like we are sleeping together.   Well we are, but you know, in different beds.  He saw the place last night and this morning.  I'm not sure what his reaction is but i gather rather un-satisfactory.   But here is how the thick is ( Read more... )