:: My Reality ::
:: Thursday, January 02, 2003 ::
Ying-Yang, Yin-Yang, you got the picture! But I appreciate the comment...
Monday will be rough with everyone coming back to work ready to get lots of things done. The 1st of the year is one of my busiest times. People are clearing old files out of their offices, getting organized. I'm a Records Manager, that's what I do, I send material to archives for the correct period of time, then it's destroyed. I also help people develop filing schemes for their research material.
Bowl Games: Most'a my teams won. Don't care about the Orange tonight, Miami and Ohio State should be really good in the Fiesta, can't wait for that match up.
Wife now says it's not my guitar playing she doesn't like, it's my singing. That I can believe, my singing sux. All is forgiven. I even cast a 'Love Me' spell on her! What Happened.wav
:: Tom 8:56 AM [+] ::
... :: Tuesday, December 31, 2002 ::Wherein I admit to being a Looney Toon
Auld Lang Syne. Played it on the guitar last night, sounded pretty good, single notes and chords. Wife heard it ("Whad'ja think, I was deaf?") She hates my music, is sick of it, hates me, is sick of me and my oddness, wants me to be normal cause she's normal. That's why I married her, cause she's normal, middle of the road. I need normal middle of the road. She needs extreme, way out there.It balances her character. What an interesting life, living with me! Not that it's been a bed of roses, far from it: I'm a looney toon! But in the end it will all wash, half 'a dozen 'a one, six 'a the other. Yin-Yang, Good-Bad, which produce the Ten Thousand Things and ever the River flows, leaving my heart raw and ravaged as it has never been before. Lord I beg your forgiveness for denying you. And this too, like my life is swept away, utterances of feelings which are the hardest things to give up. Give up feelings and you are free. Without meanings, the Ten Thousand Things become transparant, disappear. Life glows in shimering colors and passes by. We are all beatific angels burning brightly. All is seen in a moment of Glory then passes into dark, cold night.
:: Tom 11:05 AM [+] ::
... :: Monday, December 30, 2002 ::Wearing: Red check buttondown with red/yellow/grey geometric tie
Listening to: Dave Brubeck
Thankful: That my meds are finally in balance
Had a good visit with my friend Dale in SC. Jo was there, a fine millionare hippie woman with her deaf dog who just appeared at her door during a storm, malnourished and eaten up with mange. He's now a beautiful black lab, a very intellegent pooch. Also Diane was there, she owns a heart healthy restaurant in West Columbia. She brought home made chocolate covered cherries. The best CCC you've ever tasted. She kept asking Jeremiah, the dog, "Who are you, really?". I played guitar, Dale and I sang. A good ole time was had.
Happy New Year, time for all bloggers to post their resolutions. Here goes:
1. I'm very tired of being broke. I now want to be rich. I'm going to create multiple streams of income, some from the net, others from maybe real estate...nah, maybe something else that I haven't thought of yet. But this is definately the year I make it.
2. I'm also very tired of being fat. So there, I've said it. I weigh 300 lbs! I will make some changes which will get my weight down.
3. I will continue to tread the waters of insanity as best I can, maybe even make some progress toward integration of my multiples.
4. Deb and I will go back to Italy this year. God, wouldn't it be great if we could take the kids? I don't know if Cole would go back again (she was there a couple of years ago). Here's a pic of my daughter and her boyfriend: Cole and Henry
