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Friday, January 09, 2009

My best friend is back


Everything falls into place, and feels right.
Three months apart and quiet reflection made us both realise that perhaps it is the great love of the century. Andyroo I love you.

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

my car is cranky

NOW< why did it run so beautifully yesterday. Today it won't start not even with the budging technique Andy showed me.
I called into work. This is driving me crazy, I have always prided myself on being dependable. I have to do something!!
well it looks like tea and crumpets and finish that lovely book I started, and then.. find out how much a starter costs.
At least I got groceries yesterday, so I can cook.

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Beloved car broke


Guess it is the starter. Now I have to budge the car whilst in second gear with my ample ass. this produces a click, which in turn puts the starter in the correct position, WHATEVER that is, and the car will start.. in theory.
I got called off work today so I haven't tried my new found technique.
I cannot afford this. I am thankful that this foundling car, found in a field where it had sat for six years runs as good as it does. A tribute to Andy's genius.
It seems now that it is awake, that little cosmetic problems are going on with it. Like the heater vent buttons are stiff, the locks don't work, the doors don't shut, the doors don't open, the emergency break is iffy. However I get very attached to things, and I am fond of this car, I never named it though, I just call it Stanza.
It is faded blue and it has a few dings on the side and the paint has faded over the engine, and I think it needs oil again.
It ticks when the engine is running, what does that mean? NOT a rod. I don't know what a rod is, but they are very bad when they go 'tick tick tick'

Monday, January 05, 2009

Reign them thoughts in

It is an attention deficient type of day. I got stuff going all directions, and I would be eloquent if I could stop and focus.
I was thinking about death. I was thinking about the afterlife, and I don't believe in it anymore.
Too many holes in that theory children. This makes me a bit more selfish, there is no great reward for good deeds. Live a reasonable life, help people, and die. There is no returning there is no higher plane. Like a candle snuffed out, we like the lost flame cease to exist.
We did not exist before life, we do not exist after. So I am thinking, I better get it right, I better do those things I meant to do, because time is marching on and leaving me behind.
I don't like this getting a degree process, everything is on hold till I succeed in that genre.
Jenni asked me, (in regard to religion) "Are you still on our side?" I said yes to relieve her fears, but I suppose that I am not really on that side anymore. I am not bad, I am not inherently evil. I don't need a big god standing over me with a big stick to make me moral. I am what I am alone. I believe in honesty, I keep my word, and I do no harm to anyone. I find that I am more honest with people, perhaps more then most would like, but temperance is sometimes a lie. I do not like to lie.

Sunday, January 04, 2009

YIPES bedtime

I am watching shrek, but I have to get up at five AM.
soooo I am going to bed. After much listening to modest mouse and having a pomegranite vodka martini... and thinking much, yes much.
I have decided that all is futile.
Goodnight sweet dreams.
G

Polar Opposites (Modest Mouse)

I'm trying to drink away the part of the day
That I cannot sleep away
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So it's a new siege. I am in a Modest Mouse kind of mood today, creative but no outlet.
Lonely but satisfied to be alone.
Wrapped in a warm blanket, I believe I will dive into a good book.
There are several bottles of wine untouched in the fridge....
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POLAR OPPOSITES
Polar opposites don't push away
It's the same on the weekends as the rest of the days
And I know I should go but I'll probably stay
And that's all you can do about some things
I'm trying to drink away the part of the day
That I cannot sleep away
Two one eyed dogs, they're looking at stereos
Hi-fi Gods try so hard to make their cars low to the ground
These vibrations oil its teeth
Primer gray is the color when you're done dying
I'm trying to drink away the part of the day
That I cannot sleep away
MODEST MOUSE

Head Trauma Dogs and Mad Cows



I brought Daine home a Lazar pointer thingy. He has been driving the cats and Sherman nuts.I didn't know that the dog would chase it too, so now they are running around the house full speed and trying to run up the wall, in Sherman's case into the wall. I said to the boy that it would be a nice gesture to stop before the dog hits the wall. Sherman being mostly beautiful and not very smart, we need to look out for his interests you see.__________________________________________
I was scheduled to work today, so I headed off to Boise, optimism in hand at around seven o clock this morning.The meeting did not go well and I left without pay. I so dislike welfare Prima-Donna's.I called the office and said, "Due the lack of graciousness of my client, I won't be going back." They called me a few minutes later and asked if I would return to the enemy's apartment and pick up her over due movies and return them. I said..No.
I said if she wants people waiting on her, she is going to have to try a different tact. One involving politeness. I don't deal well with rude people, nor drama queens.AHH and secretly I am so glad, I got my seventeen year old paraplegic back, and he and I get along fine without drama.

OMG!


I often feel like everything revolves around me.

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