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2004-01-10 - 10:09 p.m.

being a never ending process can be boring, I shall not decide if this diary shall continue from day to day, but for today I found wisdom that funda brings to our attention... realizing who it is makes it even more fun...

and I love this idea, a Soundtrack of a Life questionnaire... of course it was the name demi-orphan that grabbed my attention and the fact that the soundtrack was the current entry as I click through the shortcuts on my desktop is just more wonderful connectivity... besides, how can I resist abstract Nympholepsy...

and then, diving into the many psychoses that are submerged in my infinite consciousness (not to mention the sub, un, and huh?), I find lousrose prowling about, semi-haunting while sort of like that feeling a puppy must get when it cocks it's head and stares at something... not easy to describe, but compelled to believe I have been there, in the garden, though without (or perhaps in spite of) the assistance of well paid learned professionals... it is that kind of eerie wonderful and wondering all at the same time feeling, know what I mean?...

it amazes me sometimes how life just keeps repeating itself, how it does not matter the year or place or people, but feelings are the same in the heart and people make the same mistakes, trading trust for control, trading love for status, trading passion for possessiveness... that's what I thought when I read crazygirl30 and her life... she deserves better...

well I must be psychic or something because, as some of you know, these days I am working out more seriously than I have in a couple or few years and as some others of you may know I used to wear a T-Shirt when I was in the Army (that surprises some of you, huh?... not the T-Shirt) that said DON'T ASK ME TO KEEP IN STEP, I CAN BARELY STAY IN LINE so getting with a program is not in my lone wolf nature... but I might have considered going in to check this out if only to motivate myself... who knows, I might have been out of character enough to sign up... but since the nearest Bally's is around eight to ten miles away and the gym is a few hundred yards away, the free 3 month membership would probably not have conviced me... if Bally's was next door... if if if, huh?... anyway, some things are even more challenging to explain, like why I sense chadin would be a great friend... he rambles great and the three things besides food and water that he could not live happily or sane without are comedy, music, and his love... how can you not appreciate that?... and he's modest too...

and while I am rambling on about it, how can anyone who considered The Hitchhiker's Guide a book to base a life upon not be full of wisdom and worth, even if he can't find it himself all the time... sounds a lot like DNA and many of the characters and fans (not to mention Vogons... shhhh)... anyway, with all the trepidation of a fan remembering what movies can do to books, I look forward to it... and in the end, sometimes I feel like I've lost my towel...

every breath is another chance... how can you not love ciulonn for that reminder... and what shakes me is how honest she is because she may be, at the moment, so eager to hear the wrong words and so afraid to hear the right words that she'll miss out on the possibilities she deserves... tell me about it... it would be too close to home if I didn't feel so homeless...

bolingo needs to move... Florida, Hawaii, North Australia, somewhere warm... I know, I lived in the cold north (ok, not the bitter arctic, but New York City, Buffalo NY, Toronto are cold enough for me, even if my friends from Minnesota and northern Canada laugh at my whimpiness)... the constant pleasure of being able to wear minimal clothing indoors and outdoors almost year round is well worth the label climate-wimp... and did I mention an the writing talent that pulls me from entry to entry? (now I did)... obviously I am getting tired as I float flippantly on the surface, huh?... well, that's what happens without a towel... no worries, I'll find my way back again... health plan, yes, there's a personal connection I appreciation... cheers for the positivity...

and on this note of dwindling mental resources, I pause to refresh... maybe I'll head outdoors... or something... until next time, good browsing...

 

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