January 24th, 2005

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Monday, January 24.



Ok... so some UK dudes in white lab coats figure January 24 is the most depressing day of the year.
er... looking outside... I can well imagine why.
However... People have enough issues and worries without some pencil giving them another "clinical" reason to feel like shit...
So please shove yer "most depressing day" report... mmmk.

Screw the horrid weather... the frozen cars... the long nights and the cold cold cold mornings.
The world I live in, inside my heart and home, is more than I could hope for... so I'll smile.

Oh, and ...
I don't live in Iraq... and I'm not wearing a uniform and carrying a gun.
I've a world of things to be thankful for.

Hey did you hear... and a big bomb blew up in central baghdad this morning...
gosh... big surprise there.

wearing
~ new turquois... f*&$!!1 ... blue... ftls
~ dk blue dockers
~ white t and a big honking turtleneck...
planning
~ total eye on the ball at work. I'm swamped and I know it... (and I'm not even there yet...)
~ Medium is on tonight...
~ finish my bit torrent post tonight...
~ and smile through a cold monday.
wishing
~ that todays hope works out well for dreamy_thoughts
~ to role out a soft welcome mat to my friend amyliscious after her long absence...
~ to remind nagylover that the vcr is all set and the tape is a'wait'en. :)
~ to send a few good vibes to crayolaphoenix

//
Ontario is about to argue the Pit Bull ban thing ...

Would you let your kid play anywhere near a strangers Pit Bull?
How about near a strangers Jack Russel? or a Golden Retriever?
Yeah, if you said "sure" about the Pit Bull, you're a mental case.
That was "a strangers Pit Bull".
And guess what... to me, they are all "a strangers Pit Bull".
A dear dear friend... delivering mail for Canada Post... mauled by a Pit Bull that WENT THROUGH THE closed and locked door to get her. I grew up with her... she's not stupid and she grew up with dogs.
This argument is ridiculous.
//

Ok... I'll try and not talk about the dog thing... but gah!!

Have a great day guys... me = busy little white boy... must zoom.
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schmoopy moments.

Life is too short... to spend waiting.
Love is way to precious to leave in a box.

Why is love so afraid of the light?
Let it out... don't leave it locked away.

Holding it back for that one perfect person...
Denies you of the chance to love your friends.
And that's just silly.

Once upon a time...
I clicked "random" in lj and landed at the first or second post of a young woman.
I commented. Her friend commented. I responded....
These were just girls... sixteen years old and finding a place to play in the web.
I tried to be as considerate of that as possible...
... and now... they are both twenty.
The life you live from sixteen to twenty ... is dramatically more significant than the any other four year stretch that will come after twenty.
Sharing in those years with these friends has been ... wonderful.
I think of them often.
I can't decide if I love them as sisters or nieces... :D but I know I love them.

Once upon a time...
I found myself trying to understand a man from Oakland...
He seemed to be working in the same field as I was but ... he was something else altogether.
His life seemed to be something from a cross between a Douglas Coupland book and a hunter thompson article.
He has a great and powerful love in his life... she is remarkable... but together they are absolutely amazing.
Now they live and work on the other side of the planet and took into their care their young niece.
I think of them often.
And yes... I love them absolutely and completely.

Once upon a time...
A woman with strong opinions, and more "cool" in her baby finger than a walk in freezer,
brought her opinions to my issues and pushed me to better places.
She helped me... although she prol'y doesn't even really know how much.
Well... her world crashed.
From the mess that settled around her feet grew such achievement, personal growth and wonder... let alone her little baby boy...
... that I am almost humbled to have shared in so much of it.
I cannot imagine a time in my life that will not include my love for her.


And yes... the stories go on and on.
As does the love.

Why keep it inside waiting.
Let it out in daylight.
Say it... share it... and let it come back to you.
It will.
... and there is no greater happiness that you can know...
than to be loved and give your love in return.