Personal reflections on my life and experiences.
I had a good talk tonight with my friend Gwen. Gwen became a friend through the dance club here in town. After being dance club acquaintances for a while, we ended up deciding to get coffee one Sunday afternoon, in which I got her life story (a tough one) and a lot of understanding...
Read more →It’s been a good day, long but decent. I think all I have tonight is that I am reminded once again that I am not good with intimate relationships, and that I am confused by them and how people wander into them, and I am not sure I know what one even looks like....
Read more →Another weekend closes down. I am entering this post after finishing up a good 7 hours of being at work staring at the project that won’t build itself. Not all of this time has been spent on programming. I am still in a mental fog from sleep hunger and whatever else is stifling my...
Read more →God’s grace, once tasted, is irresistible. “I can’t help myself. I’m gonna run to you.”
Read more →It’s now Friday morning in what has felt like one of the longest short work weeks of my life. I’ve felt chronically tired since stepping in the office Tuesday morning, and it has been an overall tired, complete with a hunger for sleep, a mushy mind, two golfer’s elbows, achy arm muscles, and a...
Read more →I don’t know why I don’t change the name of this section to Dear Diary. Cause that’s what these are. Diary entries. Oh well. Day was good, but long. I’ve continued to struggle with a problem in being able to finish a particular project at work, and I know the client is a little...
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My day started out after I left for work with a stop for gas, and at the station I was greeted by this incredibly vivid butterfly. It was sitting on a short wall near a pump and looked so out of place. After checking it out for a few, I moved it to a...
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Today was a good Labor Day, although I continued to feel tired most of the day. The bulk of the day was spent at home. After a year of captivity, I let the cats out to scout the house. My little boy was like, “Meh.” The little girl came downstairs and cautiously checked out...
Read more →It’s Sunday evening, about 8:40, and I am tapped out. For the middle of a holiday weekend, I feel drained, and as if there is not enough time to get done what I need to get done. It was my hope to get headway made on one pressing project at work, and another one...
Read more →It’s now 5:30 P.M. on a Friday evening- the Friday before the long Memorial Weekend unfolds and Americans check out for an extra day. Over the last week, I’ve noticed temperatures falling in and out of the office. The sky is darker in the morning on run days- not quite full on night, but...
Read more →About 10 years ago or so, I stumbled across this BBC offering on the local PBS station, and after watching the show for 5 minutes, I was hooked. I find the mockumentary comedy format hilarious, and the scripts for these shows are just brilliant. I totally love this show’s brand of humor. Unfortunately, for...
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It’s another late night post after a long day. That seems to be the mode of late. I want to get something written up about a topic or my day, and the words don’t develop until after 10 p.m. I wish I could get past that. Still, today was a good day, if only...
Read more →“She once fell hard ’cause she dropped her guard, and now no one gets to stay- it’s just too late…”
I hope one day you will discover forgiveness and second chances, girl.
After a decent day at work yesterday, I had a serendipitous time with a friend of mine from the dance club and church. Last week, I went to Thearith and Daing’s house for a spring roll dinner, and my friend Gwen came over as well. Well, she had brought a chicken salad, which she...
Read more →Discovered by my musical mentor, Chris P.
Dedicated to my boss, who handles snakes.
If you’ve never seen these, these are comedy treats, and there are four of them. Guy on a Buffalo, Episode 1 Guy on a Buffalo, Episode 2 Guy on a Buffalo, Episode 3 Guy on a Buffalo, Episode 4
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