Brain Vomit
So, Yeah nice title well it been one of those weeks, or past couple of weeks so I just thought I throw it all out there, good and bad, and reflect about it.
Well lets see.
Christmas was pretty good to me, I got some great stuff, and got to see my friends. Oh and apparently I finally found the right thing to tell my sister get her to disown me, (note this is like the third time she's done it but I think she really means it this time so yeah) all 'cause I didn't want to talk to my mom and I wouldn't tell her why. With her telling me that I think my shit don't stink well yeah, I guess I really do belong to the lifestyle now, cause I, like the majority of people who's families know, have now been dis-communicated.
It's been nice to have the guys back, hanging out and stuff, catching up, reminiscing and what not.
The kitchen remodel job is going well, I'm over budget, but I didn't plan on replacing 80 percent of the kitchen, but it coming along, and it should be done by late Jan due to my regular job.
Now as for the other other job, the Lincoln, that's not going as planned. The salvaged front end I got for it kinda got stolen. I say kinda but it not there anymore, so I guess it completely stolen so now I have to replace it and that is costing me some of what I planned to pocket.
Viv decided she'd like to hang on to Connie (her Mazda Protege) so it will be repaired and painted. So, new look on the old ride. I'm so thinking it would look hot in Metallic Purple.
So Animal News or as we usually say our lovely children:
So I guess I will just start in age order
Owen our biggest and oldest cat, is now a confirmed killer. He got out the other day when I came home and ran to the back yard. I thought the neighbors dog was lose, since that's the only time I had seen him act that way. So I went around to check what was going on. Sure enough, that cat had the dumb squirrel that had been coming up on the porch and bothering them, by the back of the neck. He shook it a bit (breaking it's neck) and then set it down and walked right to me, followed by rubbing up against my leg, so I got to bury a squirrel.
Riley for the people who don't read Viv's LJ decided it was a nice idea to start chewing on cords agian, nice. I guess he didn't know that the Christmas tree lights were on, or who knows what but he got a good little shock out of that deal, and I hope he figured out that that's a bad thing to do.
Molly just been Molly. Fighting with the dog, etc. Not much new there.
Then my little girl, Rachel. Oh lord my dog is the brightest blackened bulb in the box. She get into everything, and of course, being a beagle, she eats it. So the other day Viv calls me cause she thinks the dog is sick. Well I come home and watch the dog for a bit and yeah she kinda acting a bit weird so I take her to the vet. I get a call that she ready to come home, so I go get her, and of course you have to ask so what wrong with her. Well it turns out we just have to watch what she eats cause apparently half a dozen ear plugs, pink tinsel from the Christmas box and what I figured was an ornament off the tree was not stuff puppies should be eating. Oh they know she eat all that 'cause they had to pump her stomach since all they saw on the X-ray was a dark mass, and the enemas weren't doing anything for her.
I did learn something from watching TV this week. I was watching a show the other morning and I got a really cool quote form it: "Love is like Malaria once you catch it, you never get rid of it. It just stays there dormant and can reappear at any time, even years later." Ain't that the truth.
Kinda weird place to put this but so I got to wish Meg a Merry Christmas and find out how she was doing. I feel bad for her, she really has had bad luck with guys, me included. I hope she does find a place she is loved. I at least have Viv to watch out for me, she is kinda alone in the world, and I can be happy as long as she is happy, where ever that may be.
I kinda still not really not sure about things in my life. I lately felt like I've been here before, but I don't recall that tree. The closest thing I can figure is that I walked this path once, but it wasn't my path, it was someone else's. I have learned a lot about me and the relationship I have with Viv. This time through it feels different, but it does seem to be working better.
I not sure why things are the way they are, I guess I've grown in one thing or another. I'm finally beginning to understand a lot more about the things we do. I always thought myself to be well versed in the old ways, but I found that I was still blind to many things. Some say that a lot of the things we feel in this life are just chemicals in our brain, I guess that is kinda true, but I have begun to see so much more.
I had an incident a while back with my whip, to make a long story short some mistakenly picked it up. I know chiefs don't like there knives touched but I could feel the, I guess, *spirit* of the whip at unrest. Maybe it was just me or maybe when you are at one with your tools, they truly are a part of you. It was as if I had a part of me that had been placed at unrest and had to be set right. Now where to go from here? Oh yes, random quotes! :
"Man in all his greatness can move the mountains and the trees, yet he never stop to think about what it took to put them there."
"Real life is just like gang life, in the end we all pay with our own blood."
"They say we are judged when we reach the gates, but we should judge ourselves every day, and remind ourselves that what we do will be with us for eternity."
Gervandin, Order of Angels
Well lets see.
Christmas was pretty good to me, I got some great stuff, and got to see my friends. Oh and apparently I finally found the right thing to tell my sister get her to disown me, (note this is like the third time she's done it but I think she really means it this time so yeah) all 'cause I didn't want to talk to my mom and I wouldn't tell her why. With her telling me that I think my shit don't stink well yeah, I guess I really do belong to the lifestyle now, cause I, like the majority of people who's families know, have now been dis-communicated.
It's been nice to have the guys back, hanging out and stuff, catching up, reminiscing and what not.
The kitchen remodel job is going well, I'm over budget, but I didn't plan on replacing 80 percent of the kitchen, but it coming along, and it should be done by late Jan due to my regular job.
Now as for the other other job, the Lincoln, that's not going as planned. The salvaged front end I got for it kinda got stolen. I say kinda but it not there anymore, so I guess it completely stolen so now I have to replace it and that is costing me some of what I planned to pocket.
Viv decided she'd like to hang on to Connie (her Mazda Protege) so it will be repaired and painted. So, new look on the old ride. I'm so thinking it would look hot in Metallic Purple.
So Animal News or as we usually say our lovely children:
So I guess I will just start in age order
Owen our biggest and oldest cat, is now a confirmed killer. He got out the other day when I came home and ran to the back yard. I thought the neighbors dog was lose, since that's the only time I had seen him act that way. So I went around to check what was going on. Sure enough, that cat had the dumb squirrel that had been coming up on the porch and bothering them, by the back of the neck. He shook it a bit (breaking it's neck) and then set it down and walked right to me, followed by rubbing up against my leg, so I got to bury a squirrel.
Riley for the people who don't read Viv's LJ decided it was a nice idea to start chewing on cords agian, nice. I guess he didn't know that the Christmas tree lights were on, or who knows what but he got a good little shock out of that deal, and I hope he figured out that that's a bad thing to do.
Molly just been Molly. Fighting with the dog, etc. Not much new there.
Then my little girl, Rachel. Oh lord my dog is the brightest blackened bulb in the box. She get into everything, and of course, being a beagle, she eats it. So the other day Viv calls me cause she thinks the dog is sick. Well I come home and watch the dog for a bit and yeah she kinda acting a bit weird so I take her to the vet. I get a call that she ready to come home, so I go get her, and of course you have to ask so what wrong with her. Well it turns out we just have to watch what she eats cause apparently half a dozen ear plugs, pink tinsel from the Christmas box and what I figured was an ornament off the tree was not stuff puppies should be eating. Oh they know she eat all that 'cause they had to pump her stomach since all they saw on the X-ray was a dark mass, and the enemas weren't doing anything for her.
I did learn something from watching TV this week. I was watching a show the other morning and I got a really cool quote form it: "Love is like Malaria once you catch it, you never get rid of it. It just stays there dormant and can reappear at any time, even years later." Ain't that the truth.
Kinda weird place to put this but so I got to wish Meg a Merry Christmas and find out how she was doing. I feel bad for her, she really has had bad luck with guys, me included. I hope she does find a place she is loved. I at least have Viv to watch out for me, she is kinda alone in the world, and I can be happy as long as she is happy, where ever that may be.
I kinda still not really not sure about things in my life. I lately felt like I've been here before, but I don't recall that tree. The closest thing I can figure is that I walked this path once, but it wasn't my path, it was someone else's. I have learned a lot about me and the relationship I have with Viv. This time through it feels different, but it does seem to be working better.
I not sure why things are the way they are, I guess I've grown in one thing or another. I'm finally beginning to understand a lot more about the things we do. I always thought myself to be well versed in the old ways, but I found that I was still blind to many things. Some say that a lot of the things we feel in this life are just chemicals in our brain, I guess that is kinda true, but I have begun to see so much more.
I had an incident a while back with my whip, to make a long story short some mistakenly picked it up. I know chiefs don't like there knives touched but I could feel the, I guess, *spirit* of the whip at unrest. Maybe it was just me or maybe when you are at one with your tools, they truly are a part of you. It was as if I had a part of me that had been placed at unrest and had to be set right. Now where to go from here? Oh yes, random quotes! :
"Man in all his greatness can move the mountains and the trees, yet he never stop to think about what it took to put them there."
"Real life is just like gang life, in the end we all pay with our own blood."
"They say we are judged when we reach the gates, but we should judge ourselves every day, and remind ourselves that what we do will be with us for eternity."
Gervandin, Order of Angels