why?
i know why . . . i need to write about ME.
not essays for other people to read. i don't want to worry about grammar and spelling and making sense. much like the cryptic logs found on a unix system buried down in /var/log/messages or /var/log/syslog. i read logs every day and this seems appropriate to me.
i'm pressed for time. can't dwell on too much for too long.
my foot hurts when the seasons change. i feel like an old man, but i'm only 35 years old.
a man at walmart greeted me, "how you, young man?"
i felt older than that greeting deserved. i need to get off my ass and lose some weight. maybe i'll feel young again.
work has been a bitch lately. it's sucking all of my time and i keep running into a lot of technical difficulties. for the past few weeks, i've felt like i was in a technological slump.
a few things went right today, though. felt good. when i get things right, i love my job.
not so much the job . . . but problem solving. i'm not the best at it, but i love it.
sudoku got me started. then cryptograms. now i love solving problems.
i'm baking pies for our company thanksgiving lunchen. I'm from tennessee, so I'm making my favorite pie-- chess pie. it's a local favorite.
no, i'm not in tenessee any longer. i miss it a lot and want to go back sometimes, but . . . no one i know is there any more.
my newphew is staying with us. he's an odd mix of maturity and teenager madness. he wonders why he can't find love, but has at least three girlfriends and is trying to get a fourth. hmmmm . . .
but, he has an excellent work ethic and is really trying to get back on his feet from some fubar situations that happened in his life. some of it his fault, some of it parent's fault, and some of it society's fault.
i was in a very pissed mood the past few weeks. but, then i read my favorite blogs and started writing again. i felt great! felt better than drinking lots of crown royal-- which is good stuff with coke by the way.
gotta check on my pies. hope they turn out great.
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