This is just something I've been messing with lately. The idea is that I can email these little snippets to my site, and then you people can read them. These will, in theory, be stupid things that aren't worth a real blog entry.
HazyI suppose it would help if I actually knew what I wanted, beyond just for things to be better between us.HmmmThinking about going to stupid Jack's. I feel like demolishing somebody on the pool table.DreamHad the longest dream ever. I stayed in the dream because I was needed, though.DammitSo there.NiceI just had a really nice memory resurface. I'm smiling now.BetterI'm feeling surprised today. Weird, but better than sad.OkayI'm ready to go home now. My galactic empires awaits.WowIt's January 7th already. This year is flying by.HopeYou know what? Fuck it. I kept hope alive through a whole lot of nothing for years. I can nurture it for a while longer.AllAll that does is make this tougher, you know.FinallyCartGirl is back. CartBaby was sick, apparently.SolutionThe thing that really gets me is that this is all so damn unnecessary. For either of us. A solution exists. For both of us.CrudAnother one bites the dust.ToughJust relaxing, trying not to remember.Boo?I think I just saw a dude I worked with several years ago. He's dead, though, so it might not have been him.GrrrThe more I think about it, the more angry I get. It really was a very self-centered thing to say. I'd expected better, though I'm not sure why. Grrr.ThoughtI thought I'd stated my position quite clearly. Maybe not. Or maybe some people are just dense.WorriedI'm getting worried about CartGirl. She hasn't been here for a week.WhewOkay, that was fun. Not.IssuesDon't bother me, I'm having issues tonight. Ugh.BzzztThere's a chick here with a stun-gun. If it takes that much to get her off, her husband doesn't stand a chance.AdvicePeople may as well be telling me to chop off my own head.WasteI can't believe it's Tuesday already, and my holiday weekend is over. What a waste of time that was.GrrrWhat a bullshit thing to wake up to.ResolutionMy resolution is to write a blog entry every day, even if it's stupid. That part will be easy. The hard part will be to refrain from saying anything about how much I miss her. That part isn't a resolution; it's just a desire.