...to everybody that is, wants to be, is trying to be, or has been a father.

Anyways...spent most of the day with Dad. Good times. We needed to hang out more, and it was fun spending time with him. Lots of memories there-got to do something about it...

Drove carefully back home-lots and lots of traffic. And, dealing with the Crazy Roommate ( Read more... )

Anyways, it's Friday, I'm happy and away for two day from work, and now all I have to do is enjoy my weekend.

Not too hard, is it? One hopes so.

Anyways, I've just had this insane idea for a TV show, and all I need to pull it off is somehow get britgeekgrrl to help me out, and figure out how to get a show produced by BBC Cymru Wales...

( The IDEA! )

...it is Wednesday. I'm trying to keep sane in my brain as much as I can...but, it's hard.

Oh, and I've got a busy weekend coming up with the Parents. Good times.

No other news, sad to say...but, hopefully something, soon.

Well, there was two good things about today ( Read more... )

First day back at work. No joy there...but, I did put out two more resumes for work.

Doing more writing, I'm taking that as a Good Thing. When I'm done, I'll post some of it here for you guys to see...

Another day back at the Sausage Factory tomorrow. Yay me.

No postings for the last two days? Very simple...

I've been very busy. And very tired. Case in point, Friday I pretty much collapsed in bed...even if I had Catherine Tate in bed with me...I'd have fallen asleep, unable to do my duty. Ugh ( Read more... )

I wish I'd known the Crazy Roommate was going to be out until about 11 tonight.

Oh, and I had more friends...I would have invited them over.

Another day of madness at work. Crazy, crazy times.

Why am I getting this feeling like somebody isn't manning the iceberg watch on the RMS TitanicOne more day of work, then many photos this weekend. Good ( Read more... )

It was a very, very long day. Work was a mixture of slow and dull, mixed with small fragments of excitement.

Mad times.

Home and now dealing with Crazy Roommate "cooking" something that smells horrible. Blegh.

Finding it fascinating to see what sort of results I'm getting from the combination of therapy and medication. I will say it again-glad I didn't do it five years from now, upset that I didn't do it five years ago. Maybe six. Possibly even seven ( Read more... )

Today was one of those sorts of days. Took me just long enough to get out of the house to get me late to BART, to get me late in the Tube...and the trains in the Tube were stop and go...so I was late ( Read more... )