Five months and no post on LiveJournal? Well, looks like it's time for a meme of some sort ( Read more... )

My self-reflective writing is of a cyclic nature. On the upswing, you can't keep me from the 'post to journal' link on LiveJournal. On the downswing, every time I sit down to write I get disgusted with what goes here because I see this sort of thing as an over-indulgence of the worst kind ( Read more... )

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Two weeks!
I'm back, but only momentarily.

Exhausted after a long day of do-nothing. Jenny and I have perfected both my mother's world-famous french toast recipe as well as my father's sluggish saturday mornings. It's quite the wonderful combination ( Read more... )

Tricky, shaking off the shackles of conspiracy ( Read more... )

Turns out that the swelling in my knee was nothing more than an unexplained case of bursitisAfter all the time I've spent worrying about the blasted thing, I finally drag myself into a doctor's office only to be told that a knee brace and some Advil should do the trick. Sonuvabitch ( Read more... )

A flurry of movement, this week. And I've still got one more day left ( Read more... )

Lighter note: I'm writing this entry via Chris' old laptop, resurrected with Ubuntu.

That's right. Linux.

I woke up to answer my ringing phone about twenty minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off this morning. It was my father calling in his shaky voice to tell me they found Noel under a tree in the front yard this morning. "I'm sorry, Wes," he said. I told him that it wasn't his fault and wished him a good day at work before I hung up and ( Read more... )