-Lost in the woods-
______________

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

   Monday, August 29  

Stupid Adults
*Deleted since I've decided I can be the adult, even if you are and can't act it.


Thank you to my ladies for letting me vent.

   [ posted by T~ @ 8/29/2005 10:10:00 a.m. ] [ ]

Saturday, August 27

Happy 24th B-Day Alison!!!!!

   [ posted by T~ @ 8/27/2005 10:18:00 a.m. ] [ ]

Tuesday, August 16

So long Pete, it was real swell knowing you.

New teeth hurt when they're coming in, I do understand what the babies fuss about. I constantly chomp on the inside of my cheek when I'm not doing anything, and I spit a lot more blood than I should when I brush my teeth.

I found out today that a friend of mine died. He was my boss when I worked down at the Marina, and an all around good guy. He was a workaholic who was always there, and expected you to pull your own weight, cause he knew you could do it. He knew that when he asked how I was doing and I said peachy, that really I meant that I was pissed or having a horrible day. He knew he could make completely sexist jokes in my presence or say things like "fill'er up to the tits boys", and that I wouldn't be offended, I'd just laugh because I could take the joke. He gave me my favorite hoodie, and made me feel like I belonged, even if I was only there for one summer and he'd been there since he could walk.

I didn't believe her when she asked me if I'd gone to the funeral, I didn't even know who she was talking about. I can't believe I didn't even know he had died. It was all over the news about the motorcycle accident, and I can't even find his obituary now. I totally missed it. I hate funerals anyway, but that's definitely one I would have gone to. I saw one of the dock guys the other weekend at jakes, and he didn't mention a thing, even when I teased him for being at the wrong dock. I don't know how I could have been so stupid. He just smiled and said that they paid him more over here, that's why he was there. They were like family.

How did I miss that? What kind of bubble do I live in? I work all the time or sleep, and I don't see the people who matter to me. There's something seriously wrong with my life.
Now's the time to change it before I can't.

   [ posted by T~ @ 8/16/2005 11:07:00 p.m. ] [ ]

Monday, August 8

Well wow, it's been one crazy couple of days. Worked the last few days of the week until midnight, so I had no amount of sleep built up, which would have been nice. Saturday started off nice and early with a pick up trip with the bro to get Zachary. Brought him back to my house for a few to run about and have fun. I'm sure you've all heard my "baby 'ish" story by now, but it was really cute. Apparently we're working on a vocabulary devoid of s's, t's, & f's. Remind me to never talk baby talk to my children, it obviously has an effect, since he looked at me like I was completely strange when I asked him to say ffffff.

After that, on to the day of wedding shenanigans! I got to follow the lovely Mo around on her and chris's big day and take lots of pictures. She looked so pretty!! I hope I get to look that pretty someday too. Getting ready took until 3, when the wedding took place very quickly at the chaplaincy Center, and then we whisked off to V.P. and the cottage for some pictury fun. Reception, lots of people, lots of drinking, then I headed back into town with others in tow, leaving the happy newly weds for some much needed privacy.

Then the drinking began. Over to Janelles' for some fun and social drinking (oh how I've missed thee) Then down to Jakes for some boogiein down. Waaayyy too early I got tired and decided it was time to head home with the boy. I know, I'm a party pooper, but it was a really long day. Next morning, I wake up with the alarm with big plans to kill the alarm, but instead get a call with an invite to go boating. I, of course, turn it down, as the whole "family thing" was planned and I was supposed to have brunch etc with the lot of them. Low and behold, all those plans got cancelled because Jay got sent home early, so after Nathan, Neil and I had super healthy McD's for hung-over breakfast, Nathan went off to play golf, and Neil and I joined Shannon on her boat with her fiancée Shane and a few buddies.

Now I've spent the majority of the day on a boat fishing and playing with dogs and getting a wonderfulsunburnedt face. Lots of fun, have to do it more often. Tried to stop off at my parents house to pic up stuff, and got rangled into staying for dinner with my parents and their friends. Yeah. Picture us rowdy. Now picture my parents and four oftheirr friends twice as rowdy, twice as crude, and just as inebriated. Remind me never to bring friends over for a stop by, and if you do get stuck in the situation, you have been warned in advance. Got home, got visitors, had a 20 minute nap, and now, here I am at work for midnight. Yeah. Rock on. I ask for Sundays off for family, but they put me on to work the second Sunday is over. I can't win.

   [ posted by T~ @ 8/08/2005 01:37:00 a.m. ] [ ]

Monday, August 1

No one ever suspects the Spanish Inquisition.
Ah, highschool and Monty python. Fond memories. Any way, speaking of memories. I have this weird thing that's started happening to me again since I've started working backshifts. When I was a little kid, I used to have these kind of (well not really, but it's the closest thing I've got to describe it) nightmares. They weren't really frightening per say, but I'd wake up, have this feeling, and be just about as miserable as if I had had one. I remember being upset with this feeling I had and wanting it to go away because I couldn't sleep, and I'd need to stand up and walk around to help make it go away. I could never seem to explain it to my mother as she would try to comfort me for having a nightmare and get me back to bed. She'd chalk it up to watching a scary movie or being worried about school the next day. It wasn't, it was a really odd disconnected feeling like my mind was going a million miles a minute, then very very slowly, and my body would be the opposite, but eventually it went away, or at least stopped happening that I could remember. Now, since I've started I'm working backshift, it's started happening again. I'll be totally awake, typing away at regular speed, doing tasks & whatnot, and my brain will be going a mile a minute, jumping about like a hyper peakanese in a box. Then it'll kind of switch, and my brain will slow right down while my hands feel like they're moving ahead of my brain. Does anyone else even remotely know what I'm talking about, or am I completely insane? Well, ok, redundant question, but really? I'd be happy if someone would just kind of say; Oh yeah, that's such-and-such. You just get that when you eat to many fresh yellow beans under a harvest moon. Every body knows that. Man, it's only quarter to 2 and I'm totally babbling. This is not a good sign people.

   [ posted by T~ @ 8/01/2005 02:44:00 a.m. ] [ ]