I’m tired. It’s not that I’m not getting enough sleep. It’s that each night, the very instant that I’m actually falling asleep is the instant that Rebecca wakes up crying. Even though my wife is the one who checks on Rebecca and gets her back to sleep, I always have trouble getting back to sleep[...]
LOVE: A Beautiful Toil A good friend of mine wrote: “Like we both know that we DON’T KNOW what our outcome is going to be like and we’re just taking everything as it comes head on … with no helmet.” I can fully empathize with this, as I enter the next phase of my love[...]
1. When are you the happiest? I was happy when Marline was here last. I’m happy when I watch my nephews play football. I’m happy when I get a nice photograph.
Why am I still here? I mean, why am I still on MySpace? Because Xanga keeps breaking down. I actually really don’t like “blogging” at all. I just started using Xanga as a way to put up news and hilarious comments for my small circle of friends.
Journal: July 11, 2005 Is there some kind of shitstorm attacking the Internet tonight? Nothing on Xanga will load, and I can’t view my profile here on MySpace. I’ve grown accustomed to one site or the other bogging down in the mire of ever-expanding programming language and features that most of us don’t use, but[...]
To answer a few questions (from the bulletin board)… My T-shirt currently says: “BEER… Not just for breakfast anymore.” (I bought it in the 1990s, when I did an awful lot of drinking. [smile].) Describe myself in one word: impossible
The shower I just had wasn’t really the first one in weeks. But it was a good way to get your attention, right? My efforts to quit smoking have been largely unsuccessful, but I know it’s only been a few days. It didn’t help that I got punched in the face Wednesday afternoon. Also, last[...]
I love this world. I love every feeling that I get from it, whether good, bad, or mediocre. It’s all beautiful, glorious, and rich. Usually, though, it takes me some time to reflect, before I realize just how much I enjoyed something. Today, I was running ragged, trying to produce a newspaper without the help[...]
Current Mood: Un-uppityness I spent much of yesterday talking to a good friend (out-of-state) on the phone. They were wonderful conversations, nothing superficial, very deep — the kind of conversations I enjoy most of all. Sadly, I’m not used to talking on the phone for long, so my poor ears are sore from holding the[...]
I remember now why I quit using MySpace before. Half the time, it’s inaccessible, with the message: “MySpace” not found. The other half of the time, it takes much longer to load each page than the other blog sites I’ve found, and it’s not so easy to find the blogs of each member, as it[...]