So, Meaghyn is almost a year old. My how time flies and life changes...and yet, somethings never change at all. I had that realisation earlier today when it occured to me that a majority of my coworkers view me as a conceded, know-it-all, pessimestic asshole. Ironicly, the reason they see me as that is that I decided (in the "if you pretend to be, ( Read more... )

It's been...awhile, to say the least. So much has changed since the last time I fired this up that to play catch up would be writing a small novel. To say that I am not the same person who started writing this livejournal oh so long ago, would be incorrect. I am, in fact, very much the same...but older, wiser, beaten up, battered around...but ( Read more... )

why night is always considered to be the haunting grounds of boogums and spooks and things that go bump. Late at night, human nature I s'pose, our own little gremlins and demons tend to wander out and hope to catch us awake. When they do, they prey with whatever measure of success they can. Be it picking at the anxities of the day, or finding a far ( Read more... )

The radio belted out the sordid drumbeats and slow keyboard strokes that seemed to define this drive, as his tires thumped over the gravel strewn clay road. Darkness seemed to ride the wind and squeeze the lights of his car into narrow cones, barely piercing the gloom he was speeding into. Yet he hardly noticed any of it, background, thoughts of ( Read more... )

There is no reason or rhyme, well perhaps rhyme as it comes from one of the most famous of poems known, but certainly no reason to my proclaimation other than I think a day of gyre and gimbling will do us all good. Whether you chose to do so in the wabe is completely up to you. So eat cheese, gyre, gimble, gallomph if you must...but around brillig ( Read more... )

Home life is stressful at the moment, but it's a good sort of stress (in that any sort of stress could be 'good')...it's stress caused by good things I s'pose is a better way of jotting it. Julee is down to 7 more weeks before we meet our daughter, more or less depending on the little one's whim ultimately...as she will arrive when she decides she ( Read more... )

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I was about to sit down and scribble something here about the odd wave of nostalgia...the bad type...that hit me earlier while perusing facebook, and right as I got comfy and had the music shuffling and ready to go...Julee came home. All the feelings of inadequacies, all the feelings of social ineptness and all the feelings of being completely 'not ( Read more... )

At work there is a group of us disgruntled, overworked, underpaid, mostly over-intellectual, and highly cynical yet in a generally hysterical way folks (for those of you who knew me in highschool...does that description sound at all familiar? Yeah, somehow I always end up with that group around me) and lately I've been given some serious thought to ( Read more... )

It's technically Christmas. However, today is, I'm afraid no more Christmas than three weeks ago was....at least not for me. For the first time since 1974 I will spend Christmas with no one special around. Well, other than the dogs, once I get off work...Julee is home in Michigan for a week, and the relatives and most friends are far away. Those ( Read more... )