Turning the Corner

Another week down... This weekend I spent a fair amount of time doing a little bit of everything and actually managed to make some progress on a few matters in the process. I could easily go out and buy a lot of the things that I need to finish a lot of the little projects around the house but then I'd go broke. Better that I knock of one or two things and get them done and out of the way. I'll spend some and work and the relax and wait to do it again.

In the same way things are started to look up in the personal arena as well. I met up for drinks (or something like that) the other night. Things went well, we talked a lot and enjoyed the evening. He is cute and has things together which is a plus. I cannot say where things will go in the long run but then I am not going to worry about that. If there is one thing I have learn it's that I have to take things one day, one experience at a time.

I'm beat from the work out at the gym today so that is my report for tonight...

Can I get a Time Out?

This week isn't going to be a good one for me when it comes to free time after work. Good that It only took me until 10:00 Tuesday evening to come to that conclusion. Between work and the Center I'm booked.

I have grabbed my gym bag each morning oblivious to the fact that it wasn't happening. Of course neither is much else so with that, sweet dreams...

On second thought

My father went down south for his annual Winter golf get away so I decided to have dinner with Mom. On the drive out it occurs to me that there are plenty of things that I could write about that though pales in comparison to some of the other blogs out there, nevertheless they are worthy to be sure. I'll have to start doing a much better job about reporting in when the good stories do occur. Like for example the straight boy that I picked up at the Weal Inn...

But you know it's late so...

Found in the Dungeon

I was cleaning up the basement this morning trying to get organized and make some extra room and came across this. Needless to say I though there once was a bird down there but never did find it. Until now at least. May be it is time I put a screen on the chimney.

A creepy artifact found in my basement.

It's a Pterodactyl!

Just in case the last picture was not clear.

I know, I know

I think we are definitely at the height of winter. I've been unmotivated to do much, including writing and I find myself falling back into old habits. I've been sick for the last week which has not helped but I am for sure depressed right now. I got an interesting phone call recently that has reopened old wounds and I am realizing that I hadn't progressed as much as I may have thought. How I've handled the situation is perhaps the best and most adult. That said it has reminded me of old pains and allowed myself to question myself and my instincts. Talking to a friend of mine I have gone from hurt, through sad and am pressing nicely into angry. I think it is important to recognize this and get through it as soon as I can else I do something really dumb ('cause God knows I already do enough dumb things)

I am re-evaluating my contribution to the community and what my part is and will be moving forward. Work is starting to eat into my free time and I need to manage my stress a bit more actively than most so I do need to prioritize how I spend the rest of my time. Thinking about dating again but I still don't know...

Like I said that random phone call has definitely made me aware of how hurt I am still and how much more I have to do.

The Next Best Thing

Like many I spent tonight by myself. I did have dinner with a friend who also would have otherwise spent the rest of the evening alone.

After dinner I decided to rent a movie. In protest of the day however I decided to forego the chic-flick romance (they were mostly sold out anyway) and went with the latest new release, "Saw II"


Because I wasn't planning on sleeping anyway, right?!?

Kwame flies Coach

and not the leather.

Sited this past weekend in Phoenix, sans entourage. As the story goes he was out there for some convention. Maybe with any luck he'll lure some business back this way. More surprising than anything he flew in coach. I would have thought Mr. Bling would have had a private chartered jet or at least flown First Class. I guess they haven't given him his credit card back.

And no entourage, either. I've not seen him in Metro Detroit with out four or five crony body-guards. Maybe he figured no one out of the area would want to do him any harm. Maybe the petty cash fund was depleted flying him out there and there wasn't anything left for the boys. Who knows...

Rumors of my departure...

One post in the last two weeks, not exactly inspired is it? I spent last week in Mississippi and didn't have much time to do much in the way of write. Next time I will bring my laptop which may help, though truth be told I didn't have much free time to begin with so...

I do have some things to report and observations made that I would like to put to words. I hope to report back in with more details.

Only our failures

An interesting dilemma has presented itself and the decision I made has given me perhaps the best insight into the secret successes of the CIA. No one will ever know, and for it to remain a success no one ever can. But I know that when everything is said and done that is all that ever really matters anyway.