|Tuesday, January 13th, 2009|
After a day that started with no hot water and then a crashed server. I am happy to be clean and warm in bed.
It is nice to come back from a spiritually grounding trip and not let yourself go back to the same routine.
|Thursday, January 8th, 2009|
getting through the transition back to low carb. Not as hard as I expected this time.
|Wednesday, January 7th, 2009|
Excited about school. Neat classes on the horizon!
Feeling like things are going to swing to the positive for me. Going to try and blog daily this year.
|Tuesday, January 6th, 2009|
settling into another day of work and trying to figure out how to get motivated again.
|Wednesday, November 26th, 2008|
Enjoying a slack day of WoW... with a pause for Majestic feast and wifi spunging!
|Saturday, August 18th, 2007|
|Did I miss the "No Rest For The Wicked" Meeting?
I figured with having a gap between the end of one job and the start of another...that I would be afforded a few days of relaxation to reflect on the road ahead.
WRONG! *Buzzer sounding the incorrect response*
Since I have left work on Wednesday I have be treated to...
A day fun packed with manual labor.
A craft night that resulting in no crafting.
A painful conversation that didn't end till 4am...which led to...
A Day of exhaustion.
A broken cell phone that will cost me 200 to replace.
A conversation where I got the distinct impression where I am going to
be distant from now on from someone who has been closer to me than anyone
over the past few years.
My beloved Mr. Croup is in the evil clutches of a vet that I had no choice to take
him to. I just got off the phone with the rat doc...only to be told he has no idea what
is wrong and he thinks Mr. Croup would not survive the blood-work. So... I now have to wait to
whether it will be just me and Mr. Vandemaar around here...
So much for my vacation :(
|Friday, August 3rd, 2007|
|It is good to recognize an issue you have with yourself...
I can't let things go. I think as I have gotten older and acquired my scars from the emotional tumbles and scuffles...I have gotten jaded.
My question is... where do you draw the line between standing up for your own feelings and being unreasonable? I know as I type this that there are people in my life who will alternately smirk and scowl at me wondering this aloud.
But...in the end I think I need to make some difficult choices in my life and this seems to be the stretch where alot of that is going on.
|Thursday, August 2nd, 2007|
|*Dusting out the cobwebs* Sitting In The Daddy Chair
It has been some time since I have posted in Livejournal. I am not even sure who reads this anymore. I figure that enough time has past and there is enough distance between me and the circle of people I let annoy me in this forum in the past to check back in. But more-so, I am checking in because of the changes going on in my life.
I have accepted an offer to be a Director of an IT department. Granted it is not my dream of owning my own coffee shop... but it will give me a better financial footing for whatever I choose
to pursue down the road. I have weighed this move out for awhile...but I think it is time. As much as it is a big step...I have always wanted the chance to run my own department and call the shots.
Also, I am living alone for the first time. At first I thought I would find it weird...but I can honestly say I have never been happier. There was always a comfort and camaraderie in having roomies. However, being able to keep my things together and define my own space has been amazing. I try to not look back in my life, but I wonder a little bit if I shouldn't have done this years ago. I think probably not. I had so many amazing late night conversations and morning reflections with my roomies over the years....that I would never want to lose out on. So I guess I will say the evolution of me is on track and think nothing more of it.
On a more personal note...taking the time to be alone "romantically" has given me alot of perspective on myself. I have realized that some of my own expectations and standards have been
unfair for anyone to live up to. In the end I held everyone up to an ideal that based around a person who wasn't even honest with me most of the time.
So...I imagine I will be around here posting more if anyone reads this stuff anymore. Life is good and first the first time I can say I am not really afraid of change. So far...this year has been full of changes and "firsts" for me. Each one as amazing and important as the last.
And now... to plan out for Dragon-Con. I have just realized that it is just around the corner!!! Current Mood: optimistic
|Friday, December 30th, 2005|
|As one year falters and yeilds to the next
I find myself realizing that I need to appreciate that which has not failed me in a year
that can at best be described as disheartening. There are a group of people who have not
let me down through the emotional and gut wrenching roller coaster of these past twelve months.
I will not bother naming them all here. Those who read my journal know who they are.
I need revelry and drunken camaraderie...and I don't think one night is enough to accommodate it.
Therefore, my bender starts tonight when the troops gather after work. I am not sure if incriminating photos will result or not. I will see what we can accomplish.
I imagine after enough bourbon...it won't matter if I have the flu or not. Maybe my first shot of
the night will be Nyquil and Southern Comfort in highball.
I am not making any resolutions for the coming year. I think just having a year with less disappointment would be enough for me. Besides, I have another things on my plate to accomplish already. Stay tuned for a link to my writings I am about to publish in e-book format.
|Wednesday, December 28th, 2005|
I was asked this morning by someone to explain who I was. It made me think
for a few moments and so I am writing it down here.
I am a trip to the movies...sometimes underneath a Georgia night sky.
I am a long talk in the rain under an umbrella.
I am a stolen kiss behind the car before you go inside to say hello to everyone at the party.
I am rummaging through used bookstores.
I am making love while the glow of a cheesy horror film washes over two people.
I am a cup of coffee with a side of hashbrowns sometimes...and a biscotti others.
I am going to mat for those I care about...and sometimes getting taken for a ride because of it.
I am a cigarette break on the porch...even though I rarely smoke myself.
I am that feeling of being utterly alone in a group full of people.
I am an Otis Redding song that seems old yet still relevant.
I am that "knowing" look you get from your friends when you know you have really fucked up.
I am the nostalgia that only comes from friendships that stand the test of time.
I am endless amounts of movie quotes...some that transcend into jokes amongst friends.
I am optimism and idealism.
I am loving someone until it hurts...and then loving them some more.
I am a beer at a dive bar to pass the time.
I am a bourbon at a dive bar to heal the pain.
I am a long drive down to New Orleans...or anywhere for that matter.
I am that crappy "emo" poetry that gets scribbled in notebooks by the dreamers of tomorrow.
|Tuesday, December 27th, 2005|
I have not posted any of my thoughts while I have been with my family for Christmas. I think that is because I didn't feel anything passionate enough to type other than a desire to be back amongst my friends. It wasn't until my Mom broke down in tears as my family dropped me off for my flight home that I felt the need to change that. I felt a wave of sadness, loss and guilt. I need to stop worrying about where I am not...and who I am not with. That would be the lesson I think I have learned the most this year. Surrounding me as I type this in the airport, are dozens of families crying and saying their goodbyes. The scene is framed by that especially grating Muzak Christmas music that is reserved for airports and elevators. I will write more when get home....hopefully after a tall drink.
|Tuesday, December 20th, 2005|
|Office Christmas Party...Joy...
Nothing says Christmas like mountains of Swedish Meatballs and cheesedip.
Well, nothing other than women getting mugged for their Xbox 360s...
I can hardly contain myself in anticipation of the Gift Exchange scheduled for
after lunch. It is nice to have a time every year where everyone can re-gift and
rotate the crap they have gotten from people in the past.
I guess I will know that I have settled into a job long term when I finally get a
gift from someone that I submitted to a party at the same place years prior.
That is when you know you have been assimilated.
Nothing makes me want to drink more than this time of year. There are a few aspects
of it that I find redeeming though. The new toys come out and everything at Best Buy
is on sale. Also, I love that the most run down and shabby domiciles take this time of year
to demand attention. I love seeing seven...nay... eight mechanical glowing reindeer
grazing in a field next to Jesus. The Christ Child being attended to by a glowing Santa
and The Peanuts Gang. The whole scene framed in by eight million flashing bulbs festooned
over three trees and ramshackle porch.
Just thinking about it all makes me want to swill Southern Comfort laced eggnog and pass into a
diabetic coma wrapped around someone's Christmas Tree after a long night of x-rated wassailing.
I know at least two person who would come with me...
|Tuesday, December 13th, 2005|
|I realized this post never made it out to my LJ
Life is good in the Lands of Rob at the moment. I am happy to report the arrival of absolutenill
house over the weekend. The weekend consisted of a couple of movies, a group field trip to the bookstore, a group feeding and general banter. All in all it was a good time for being so simple and laid back. I think that is what I have been missing. It is nice to be in an environment where all it takes is a conversational match to be struck and the amusing conflagration ensues without further encouragement.
|Tuesday, December 6th, 2005|
That was the noise that erupted from my desk about five minutes ago. It was the result of a change of logic and realizations. The process started about five minutes and thirty five seconds prior to now...
I was enjoying a mug of deep and rich Italian roasted coffee. I won't bother going into how tasty it is, because that would just be cruel to those of you who appreciate such things. Suffice it to say, it does indeed rock. The mere aroma of it is enough to make people stop and leer at my ultra cool Coffee Shop Of Horrors mug. But enough of the coffee and it's mug, I am getting off track...so back to the point.
As I sit here enjoying my coffee, I realized that what would be great with it would be some of the Christmas cookie and fudge assortment that I brought to work this morning.
Yeah...that I THOUGHT I brought to work this morning.
I now know that my roomie Luke is sitting at home playing Xbox on my gigantic screen and eating my fucking cookies while I sit here toiling away for the man.
Life is so fucking unfair sometimes...
On a good note...I have been told that I am a God of Stew based on my latest batch. I wonder if I could get worshipers and achieve some form of immortality...
Goals...you need to have them.
Last night I finally watched The Family Guy episode where they were sent to The Deep South.
Oh my God...I haven't laughed that hard in awhile.
|Monday, December 5th, 2005|
My weekend went well. There was no drama. Instead it was filled with hot Xbox action
and time spent with the guys. I almost forgot what that was like. I think the best part
of the winter is that it is the season for video games and movie nights. I will say that
Star Wars Battlefront II on a six screen rocks to no end! Hunting Wookies and floppy eared
nonsensical Gungans as the evil Droid Army makes me happy LOL
Croup and Vandemar are settling in nicely to their new home and everyone seems to enjoy
fawning over them. They have this endearing way of sleeping where they curl around each
other in a ball of fur that rises and falls rhythmically. I wish there was a way I could bring
them to work with me. I find myself missing their squeaking and curious faces in this sea of
beige I am currently in.
Life is good at the moment.
|Friday, December 2nd, 2005|
|Do I need a giant "Fuck Off" Sign?
StalkerPerson: hey sexy
StalkerPerson: How you doing sexy?
faldrick: I am good...just working for The Man
faldrick: and you?
StalkerPerson: Oh ye..i'm working for the Woman
StalkerPerson: When you doing me? lol
faldrick: I have way too much going on
StalkerPerson: ahh...bummer..getting your business ready?
faldrick: trying to
StalkerPerson: That's so cool though
StalkerPerson: i bet if you have your own business you will be hot property..have the girlies all over ya
faldrick: I get that now already
StalkerPerson: oh yea....i am one in a line of many, huh?
faldrick: something like that
StalkerPerson: yea...all the good guys are hard to come by
faldrick: yeah...so in a pinch I guess I am a substitute
StalkerPerson: naw...you're a good guy
faldrick: it is good that I have the general population fooled
StalkerPerson: Well, you fooled the ones that count. Do you have a location yet for your coffee shop?
faldrick: I have the general locale yes
faldrick: hey...I need to head to a meeting. I will talk to you later or something
StalkerPerson: later hon
|And Now I Have New Roomies...
"There are four simple ways for the observant to tell Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar apart: first, Mr. Vandemar is two and a half heads taller than Mr. Croup; second, Mr. Croup has eyes of a faded china blue, while Mr. Vandemar's eyes are brown; third, while Mr. Vandemar fashioned the rings he wears on his right hand out of the skulls of four ravens, Mr. Croup has no obvious jewelery; fourth, Mr. Croup likes words, while Mr. Vandemar is always hungry. Also, they look nothing at all alike."
-From Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
I think I should set up a MySpace Page. I want to upload theme song and do more than this journal
is letting me.
|Thursday, December 1st, 2005|
|Sometimes it only takes the right turn of words...
to really ruin someone's afternoon LOL
Yahoo Conversation Snippet
SOMEPERSON: and now I must go shower and get ready for work! woo!
faldrick: enjoy your lathering
SOMEPERSON: oh yeah, you bet! lol
SOMEPERSON: have a good day hon
SOMEPERSON: don't get two rats, or soon you'll have twenty
faldrick: you too hun....try not to fall for any more coworkers
faldrick: I am getting two male rats
SOMEPERSON: aww... homoerotic love!
faldrick: a filthy minded girl you are
SOMEPERSON: I think rats are cute, but ever since I saw that episode of King of the Hill where Dale talks about male rats dragging their testicles and leaving scent trails... *shudders*
faldrick: that is why I sit naked on the couch...
faldrick: so I can leave scent trails
SOMEPERSON: eww... I've SLEPT there!
faldrick: now you will enjoy your shower
SOMEPERSON: well, I think I've showered a FEW times since then!
faldrick: well...your hygiene is your own business...
SOMEPERSON: and I hate having a crush on my coworker... I'm hopeless... he's a bald, chubby, computer geek... you'd think I'd learn! LOL
faldrick: you can't help it...we are prone to stoke lust in the hearts of the women we meet
faldrick: your kind is quiet powerless really
faldrick: now...off with you...go shower...you filthy harlot!
With any luck...she will always be concerned about sleeping on foreign sofas from now on...
Rat Update: Tonight I will bringing home my two new roomies.