So, after years and years of dealing with chronic pain, visiting doctors who wouldn't take me seriously and put me on NSAIDS (anti-inflammatory's) like ibuprofen and celebrex, that work great for joint pain but do jackshit for muscular pain like I experience, I finally got diagnosed with what I figured was the problem all along. I have ( Read more... )

Just as I had not known my weakness, until I saw the boats and rounded curves of the thatched roofs of the village I had not known how solitary I had been since the boy died. It was more than mere loneliness, I think. I have never had much need for companionship, unless it was the companionship of someone I could call a friend. Certainly I have ( Read more... )

arrived back safe and sound from a pleasant, though rushed and tiring trip. It was nice to spend some time on the road with Jessica, as it gave us a lot of time to talk and just be together. I never dreamed of finding so much contentment in domestication.

I just had one of those moments when you become distinctly aware that consciousness is not a solid thing, but rather a chaotic jumble of disparate modules and programs all running at once. It's a pretty eerie sensation.

So, I'm stuck... I need to compose two or three original riddles for the outline, and really don't know how to do it... curious if any of you have any suggestions about how to compose them? I want to link them to several specific themes: wisdom, humility and freedom... Freedom I think I've got "When is a man locked in a room with the key not free ( Read more... )

I've been working steadily on my outline, it is around fifteen pages now and I'm really happy with the work I've put into it. It is going to be quite enjoyable when I finally get to write it. Not only is the hardcore plotting going to improve it immensely, the delayed gratification and weeks spent thinking, planning and dreaming about the book ( Read more... )

Long long weekend. In the last four days, I've worked around forty hours, made about two hundred in tips, washed and detailed my car, gone shopping for baby stuff, resolved the fight in my last post, and still had time to spend with my one and only Jessica, who amplifies my happiness infinitely ( Read more... )

So, while I was working tonight, this bitch from the hills was sitting in the parking lot playing that fucking "Redneck Woman" song over and over, for like an hour and a half. Every time I went out to my car, or got back from a run, I had to hear that stupid song. And I hate that song, the fucking thing glorifies so much of what I hate about ( Read more... )

There are people in this world who do not find opiate drugs pleasurable. Endorphins are the brains pleasure chemical, and opiates resemble and act upon endorphin receptors. Yet, for some reason, some people do not get any pleasure from use or abuse of opiate drugs ( Read more... )

I'm bored. I need to be working on my outline, but instead I've procrastinated for a little over an hour. Oh well, I think I'm gonna go out for a smoke and then give it a shot.