Today at work I watched an Air Force C-17 take off. This plane is huge. I mean, there are certainly bigger planes in the world, but this just had an aura of huge. The Air National Guard was loading supplies and troops onto it for much of the day, so all its doors were open. By doors I mean gigantic cargo bay doors in the back, and the whole ( Read more... )

I think about it all day, even when I'm trying not to. I think about her. I think about the things I need to say, and the things I've already said. How does one express Love? I've loved before, but somehow this is different. This feeling is wholly unlike anything I've felt before, and I don't understand it. It is simultaneously wonderful and ( Read more... )

So there's this rather large tree in my front yard that's probably 5 or 6 feet at it widest diameter, and probably somewhere around 50 feet tall (although it's hard to tell). Well that tree looks rather larger when it's lying on its side across my porch. I spent yesterday going a great deal of cutting and stacking and burning. On the plus side ( Read more... )

Today I worked among people who were paving. I've never spent any length of time around a job that involves laying asphalt, and I had some thoughts on it (nearly all negative). Only once have I noticed a sustained smell that was as bad as the fumes being put off by the machine that lays the asphalt, and that was in Burlington, New Jersey. For ( Read more... )

Ah, as usual nothing is quite as bad as I think it is, and things have worked out. Although in many things I am an optimist, in my daily life I think I'm a pessimist. A hopeful pessimist. I like to think and hope that things will turn out all right, but deep down I don't really believe it. That way if they do work out it's a pleasant surprise ( Read more... )

Have you ever seen the look of cold disappointment in a friend's eyes, and it's focused on you? It's one of the worst feelings in the world. I've now experienced it twice, and both times it was because I didn't tell someone something. This is two times too many. My friends mean too much to me to disappoint, so when I do I want to die. The ( Read more... )

I've never used an online journal owing to the fact that I generally consider my thoughts to be private. But on the other hand sometimes it's good just to have a place to start spewing forth things from my head without subjecting my poor innocent friends to them (which I'll probably do anyway). I was inspired to start a live journal by a very ( Read more... )