Waldo

Trouble Breathing
2004-08-31 21:12:01 (UTC)

Kinda sad today

Just found out last night that two very close friends of
mine--who I just reconnected with in the last year—are
moving away....far away....to Naples, Florida. Sigh.

I honestly am happy for them and excited for their
opportunity, especially since they'll be pulling in six
figures! But I sure am going to miss their company. I
know, Reg and I can always go to Naples, but that's a
once a year--if that--thing, and I'm not fond of Florida to
begin with. Meh. I'm really glad they're doing well
though and getting what they want out of life. It also
made me rethink my own goals and how they're still out
of my immediate reach at the moment. But I've already
come to grips with that, and I'm actually very happy in
life right now.

Heh, my face started peeling today. My co-worker
noticed first, saying "Did you fall asleep or something?"
To which I replied "No, why?" -- "Cause it looks like
you've got dried drool all over your face." -- Great. Sure
enough, it looks like something dried up on my right
cheek. LOL.

Tonight I have the monster task of copy-editing the
magazine, which normally is a handful to begin with,
but this is our largest issue of the year -- double in size.
And I'm probably not going to get it to start on until
around 5PM today. Looks like it's gonna be a
looooonnggg night. Thankfully, I have Reg to help me.
By the way, she did the cover art for this issue and it
looks great!

Sparky has started humping the cat, so it looks like
we'll have little putties ... or cogs running around in the
near future...lol.

My Mets suck ass...this has been the fourth miserable
season in a row. I don't know if I can handle this much
longer. I need to believe again dammit!

Reg and I have been together for a year and three
months now. You know how they say it feels like you've
been with someone for years when you really haven't?
Well, it feels like I haven't been with Reg that long at all.
Maybe that's a good sign? We really get along great
together...hardly ever so much as even disagreeing
anymore. There were a few fights in the beginning, but
lately, it's like she's a physical part of me -- the good
part.

Wednesday I have band practice, which I need to go to
since I missed Friday's and there was no practice
Sunday. That means I'll be missing the gathering at the
Frog, however. That's ok, because Thursday, I'm
hosting a Steve Martin-themed movie night at my house
(The Jerk and My Blue Heaven).

Bought a couple of movies that turned out to be hidden
gems last week -- "Circus," about a whole bunch of
back-stabbing con artists, and "Six Ways to Sunday," a
brilliant movie about a disturbed young man who has a
strange obsession with girls and his mother, with an
alter ego, who becomes a "do-it-all for the mob.."
Genius.

That's all for now --




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