C Note(s)

Mood: Cheerful Listening to: my iPod [on all song shuffle] Reading: Photoshop User [October issue] Drinking: Tully's javalicious java Once again I find myself in unchartered territory... I'm in a holding pattern at the house because my sister's lease isn't done until November, leaving the earliest move out date is 12/1. That'll give me time to pack up a few items from the house to drag over to a new apartment w/ my lil' sis in which I also work w/. I wonder w/ all that time spent together will it strengthen or weaken our relationship? Speaking of relationships, I have no new prospects on the boards. I gave an online dating site (plentyoffish.com) an honest try but the girls/women are so fickle that I've decided to abandon it but leave the pro there. You never know... a watched fishpole doesn't catch fish [I'm just making shit up at this point] I'd love to just have that "1st date" beyond the "ex". Ya know? If only to get

Mood: Outraged Listening to: my iPod [on all song shuffle] Reading: PSA Journal [October issue] Eating: Corndogs and corn Drinking: Edelwiess I'm so fucking pissed off!! Jesus christ I hate the game. I know, I KNOW... "Don't hate the playa, hate the game." Aiight, done and done. On Friday, an old skillet of mine holla'd at me. Granted I had nothing else to rock up, but I knew the ONLY reason why he did. You see, my best friend (g-MONEY) volunteered to babysit his g/f's little girl so his g/f and John's g/f can attend an Air Supply concert. [And no, don't get me started about?!] That left John open. It was great, really. Ate steaks, got tore up from the floor up on beer, smoked like chimneys, and watched movies I hadn't seen. Then Saturday I planned on setting up my wireless router so I can rock up the internet in my bedroom instead of the Dale Earnhardt Suite which I feel so dirty when I'm posted up there w/ my iPod blazing 'cause she

Mood: Exhilarated Listening to: No Strings Attached Reading: Learn Tagalog Eating: Beef stroganoff Drinking: Edelwiess In my many months leading up to my official divorce, I've done research on the subject. Thankfully 50% of Americans are divorce so there is NO shortage of material to study up on. However, it's interesting to navigate through the bullshit and the truth. [Isn't that just life in general? LOL] At any rate, I've learned that people buy themselves a "divorce" and/or "break up" gift. Something significant that while in the relationship didn't purchase for a multitude of justifications (too much money, not practical, etc) Now that the person is free and single as a one-dollar bill those same justifications fold like a lawn chair. What about me, you ask? I've always wanted a notebook. Last week I earned a bonus at work, in addition I learned my divorce was finalized. Well... fuck yeah! My company has a secondary business that

Mood: Grumpy Listening to: What It Takes by Aerosmith Reading: PSA Journal Eating: Nothing Drinking: Swill (trying to be coffee) "In life EXPECT failure... just don't ACCEPT it!" ~ anonymous quote I really wish I could take that to heart. The weekend was so disappointing it literally broke my crayons for today. I returned to the cover of my Eeyore cloud. I'm gonna be there awhile to sulk. I'll read my books, write my stories, and not come out! BTW - dating and the games that women [and girls; yes there's a difference] play are bunk.

Mood: Yearning Listening to: Gone by Switchfoot Reading: Askmen.com The Guy's Guide to Romance Watching: Weeds Season 3 Eating: Bagel and cream cheese Drinking: Java I was told days after D-day that one day I would wake up and all will be right in my world. That I wouldn’t necessarily be happy, or w/ someone that makes me happy… And that ‘the day’ will come sooner or later. I woke up today (yesterday really). I had my dentist appointment in the morning then work; very innocuous. But ya know what? TODAY is ‘the day’ that all is right in my world. I feel great, I look great (was told this), I smell great (again). Now that the day arrived, I'm ready, steady and can GO!!