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Saturday June 26, 04
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09:31 AM - Hello Again
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It has been ages since I have been here, or anywhere for that matter. I miss all of my old friends, even though I rarely spoke. I enjoy the seeing all of you characters think and move through these pages. I think alot of you have moved on, changed nick-names and such. Still, hello to those of you who remember me. Punchy from Birmingham, are you out there?
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Monday July 16, 01
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08:25 PM - And so the day comes to a close...
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I knew when I got here what I intended to say, but dammit....I've lost it. It was terribly witty and interesting. (Yeah, right) I think the heat outside drained me of my ability to communicate. Ick.
It was a delightful day none the less, and I hope I have more to come! The Striptease Wav was a great note to end on, so with that,
"To All My Friends, GoodNight" (sic)
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10:13 AM - The Seratonin Flows
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I feel alive,
tumbling, full of rays of hope.
Spilling out encouragement,
sharing the stars with the ones who will receive.
I deserve this,
pain for a time erased,
looking to the warmth around me,
determined to keep it in my grasp.
Strength in mass, or so it's been said,
Anyone care to join me?
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10:04 AM - Sometimes...
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It just feels good to be alive. I rarely get these kind of moods. I promise to make the most of it. I'm hungry....maybe today is a good day for "Smiley-face" pancakes at IHOP. :)
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12:30 AM - ClassMates.Com
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I spent a bit of time there today and realized something sad. I never really knew any of them. Four years were spent with these people and the only ones I knew are the
ones that I still do. (I love all my *friend*, Good ol' MdN)
I've been feeling lonely today. Not the "Hey come over for coffee" kind of lonely, I mean the kind where you find yourself trying to remember what it feels like to snuggle on the couch while watching TV. My sofa cushions have been flattened. How pathetic, lol.
This diary has already proven to be theraputic for me. Its "private" whereas noone responds, but still you get the feeling that someone, somewhere is nodding, and relates in some fashion.
My job is still going well, and has been a plus to my self esteem, and worth. I wish that I could find more though, whatever it is that I need to be really happy. Punchy asked an interesting question on the message board. How many of you have had successful happy relationships? I know that most of us did not respond. Odd isn't it how the ones who realize the importance of a fulfilling intimate bond with another person are the ones who usually are wandering lost themselves? Ironic humor is appreciated, although I was nearly shot for thinking that way long ago on the main page discussion. (and some of you ask why I so infrequently post, lol)
Forgive my rambling. Would it still be a true journal if I were to go back,and edit?
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Monday July 09, 01
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06:48 PM - Hell-o
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Today was a definite improvement. I woke up early and watching one of those cheesy morning news programs. Wow George Harrison treated for yet another kind of cancer. Brain tumor, yikes. It was not too long ago when he had a cancerous lesion removed from his lung, and something in his throat as well. He has had a bitch of a decade so far. The thing that has me curious...I wonder if the lesion in his lung was discovered when that guy broke into his house and stabbed him in the chest? Hmmm.
This whole thing reminded me of what a "music-geek" I am. An anchor-person could announce a world-war and I would be one of the few to not know what the hell was going on. A tiny mention of a musician/artist/poet having a cavity and the world stops while I get the info, lol. I am definitely not a celebrity gossip hound, by any means. As a matter of fact someone brought in some tabloid magazines for the salon that I manage (yes the new job) and I threw them into the circular file that I keep under my desk.
I need to go soon. I need to send a few e-mails, and answer a couple that have been put aside for too long. I am such a procrastinator. One of my own pet-peeves, and it seems that I have mastered it! Oh well I will try harder tomorrow, hardy-har-har.
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Sunday July 08, 01
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04:42 PM - Lazy, Lazy Sunday.
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I was so thrilled with the prospects that this new job had to offer, and although I really like the job I don't fully understand what one does with a Sunday. I have always worked them, and always felt like I was missing something. Now that I have them to myself, I find myself wandering about aimlessly with the word/attitude BORING ricocheting around in my skull.
I did venture out to the movies with my boys today. We saw Cats and Dogs. Need a rating? How about one star? The reason I even give it that is due to two lines..."Son of my MOTHER!" and "you Scooby-Doofus" which had me knee-slapping for at least fifteen seconds combined.
I also never realized how dull television is on Sundays either. I managed to find an episode of MASH amongst the info-mercials, but then the station began having "technical difficulties" and all audio was interupted through the finale of the episode. (You know, the one where the soldier dies and and follows everyone around and watches his own 'memorial' Creepy if you ask me, lol what kind of person would do THAT?)
To top it all off? I couldn't even fall asleep on the couch! Jeesh like I said... What is one supposed to do on Sunday?
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