dem ole kozmik blues
Seems like the demon that is called alcohol addiction has struck another person I know, and has possibly ruined his family. I only hope his wife can forgive and work thru this and support him for the sake of his young family. I know she loves him a whole bunch, but you never know.
Had a very short but very intense conversation with Lauren this morning, jail calls are always short. I got confirmation on something I always suspected, but was always told I was wrong. I guess getting hurt by someone you love, and in that hurt finally seeing the truth about someone makes you come clean. On both sides. I have never really known hate, but once Jed is sentenced, I will be glad that I will no longer have to speak to my ex. I had considered selling the house to him to get me out of my heavy debt, but now, I’ll put up with the stress of the payments every month, Lauren will help, and in 5 years when Jed is released. It can get turned over to him and his sister.
It’s been a strange few weeks since “vacation”. I have NO motivation to do anything. I do a few little things, but cannot do this one fucking design for these pain in the butt clients. Stymied. But I do have a bit more of a grasp on some future direction, the passion quest. One day at a time.
And…
A doggie booster?
This is just wrong. I’m sorry, just wrong. Besides, have you EVER seen a dog sit still in a car, let alone sit on a booster in a nylon bucket?
On the road, somewhere.
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uh so whah?
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Multiple Choice?
Sitting on the viaduct bridge? And the traffic lite got all confused. Driver in front of me figured it out and went, the second time this double came up. Wonder how long some people waited for it to be just green. On the road, somewhere.
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What things you find some days
This was outside of hardrock cafe in foxwoods. John Entwhistle’s suit? Got a few others too. But weird to see.
On the road, somewhere.
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it was yesterday…
but no. 27 years ago. at this hour, i was in a hospital and in labor. waiting on my doctor to get there, since i was scheduled to have c-section for my son, a few days in the future. he was born around 5:30. he has always been my baby. never any trouble for me, never any sass, tantrums, yelling. unlike his older sibling. I miss having him around, but to be honest he has not been around since he was 15. he lived with his dad during high school. closer to school, he could walk, not have to ride the bus. he still hugs and kisses me every time he comes over. and if I don’t give him a kiss, he waits until I do. sweet kid. love him dearly. my shining light in this world. happy birthday Jed.
thar be snow finally
there, right there
hey you fellow lactose intolerant folks. you know how it gets, you have a nice Entemanns crumb cake sitting on the table, you have a piece, but OH this would be so much better with milk. Just a teeny bit of milk. Yeah, sometimes you can get away with just that teeny bit of milk with no repercussions. So you do it.
fast forward 4 hours. You climb into bed, and oops, some of that intolerance slips out of you, but, no matter just a wee bit, and you are sleepy. few minutes later it is forgotten, you roll over to get comfy, raise that blanket back over your shoulder. yup. I am SO THERE.
crap
already running behind. so. zoom zoom off to shower NOW!
why do i do this?
oh, yeah. to eke out a living. so, I go to hartford tomorrow to Bill’s union, and talk to them on a site. More work. cool. Should be a good one. Not a rush job though which is even better. So… I have to get Diva done too… and Bourasa I hope by end of next week. And rivervine, gotta get goin on that. So… am I stressed yet? nope. I can be stressed when I am 80 and not able to work and with no retirement plan. good.
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