Resolution

Feeling better today. Talked about what was going on, got some solutions nailed down, and a course of action. I bought new work shoes, too. I'm super excited about them, because I've always wanted Dr Marten's, so when I saw that had slip on casual/dress shoes I got them. They were expensive, but I've learned that you should not skimp out on shoes, especially when you spend eight hours a day in them. Mal bought a new coat, to. It was 1/3 of the price at Danier leather for clearance, and it has a removable Thinsulate lining for the winter.
I'm also excietd about dinner tonight. I'm making a turkey! It won't be as fancy as last time, but I plan on making it tasty. I'm going to use more lemon than last time, but no prosciutto.

I'll keep trudging along, if you keep remembering me.

though they never turn our the light - ...Of Sinking Ships

Dan Out

Squawk,

And then I burst forth from the darkness, the cold steel in my hand glinting in the pale moonlight. A spark of red peeks at you from the end of my knife, and then nothing, as I bury it where no one can see.
I'm have a rough week. It just seems like a thousand little things are going wrong, and it feels like God is trying to tell me something. I'm praying and I'm praying, but maybe I can't stop worrying or crying long enough to hear that soft still voice. Maybe not. Maybe I'm just whining, who knows? If you know, please write it on a post it and put it in a tiny envelope. Then write my address down, and proceed to tear it up, then burn it. As the ashes float towards the sky, whisper my name. Act like you remember me for me, like you knew me for more than an instant, and let your heart explode.
That is the best way to communicate with me.
I guess I missed the memo that poems can't rhyme, and have to mention food.

Sorry guys, i let you down. That "i" was intentionally left in the lower case.

Dan Out

Another night...

Peaple need sleep, right? But how good is sleep when it is fitful, resetless, and aggravating? All week I have been sleeping poorly. I wake up many times in the night, feeling aggravated and incredibly confused. Dreams consist mainly of working, so, not very fun or restful. This morning, my first chance to sleep in, I woke up at 8am, which is normal. What was abnormal about the morning, however, was that I could not get back to sleep. That's not entirely true, I did fall asleep, but then I would wake again within 7-10 minutes, after having more fitful dreams. So I got up at ten, read some webcomics, and then cleaned the office.
I'm grumpy because I can't sleep, and I'm dissatisfied with myself. I don't get this sleep thing, I'm eating 100% better, and I'm excercising fairly regularily. I slept better when I was lethargic and had potato chips for breakfast. That's a big double-you tee eff, if you ask me.

Dan = Out

Nobody Sings Anymore - The procession

Ch-ch-ch-changes!

Don't want to be an oily man!

Seriously though, changes are being underwent. We're moving! Next Month! Hurrah for us! We made a decision in the last couple days, which I am not going to post more about here at this time, as I haven't told Holly yet, and I'd rather tell her before all of you, even though all of you consists of mostly her, and some Dude and Mum, who both already know because we talked about it on Saturday. In London. That's all I'm going to say.

Ebay lady finally responded! She shipped the PkMn cards last week, so I should get them soon. Hopefully before this weekend, so that I can bring them over to Kevin's on Sunday, when I am going to be over there because Mal is going to a bridal shower that is on Moy, so I am going to go to Holly and Kevin's, but they don't know that. So quiet, ok? That mean you Holly! No telling Holly, Holly! I think if I can use Holly in one more sentence, Galen Weston will give me a hundred thousand dollars. We;ll See about that. hopefully holly condones the use of her name, Holly, in this blog post. Otherwise Holly is going to be ticked when she sees her name, Holly, all over my blog. I think my sister, Holly, will be OK with it. Only time will tell. What do you think, Holly? No Galen Weston. Maybe he is taking the bus.