...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ...
A Journal of Sorts
"hit me with your
best shot
fire away..."
~ Edward Schwartz ~
I don't understand how a guy can talk while shaving... but then, you may already know that I don't understand the concept of shaving at all... smoothe skin is one thing, but is rubbing a razor agains the skin really necessary?... anyway, the thought came to me while watching Sweethearts... Janeane Garofalo (hey, did I finally spell the name right?... ah, what's in a name... it's those intense eyes and amazing smile that demands my attention and has me wishing to know all about the person behind those eyes) is so much fun to watch... intense, intelligent, elusive... I wonder how much of her personality actually shows through in her characters and interview type shows... she is probably one of my many soulmates that I've never met...
and that's just Libbo talking, either...
I finally downloaded mail... almost 20MB... I better get to deleting right away or it'll be crash and burn time again...
I picked up the car tonight... I decided to run/walk there as it's just a couple of miles or so... definitely need to dress warm for it these days, but even more certainly I need to get out there more so I can keep the weight dropping under 180 and raise the level of health while I still can... at least I did get a little exercise out of the deal with the car... and the brakes work now... good news... I've got to get an income so I can pay back the people who's helped me... maybe that's why it's challenging to believe what is happening right now, that Aim is for real and providing exactly what I needed at the moment... six months here and I'll have enugh saved up to really start again... too good to be true? (quiet doubts) J
so when am I going to unpack? (and believe?) J
la la la, there's a new way of looking at all of these various journals now... it's called the QUOTE INDEX and it lists all the openings (those quotes and lyrics and stuff at the top of each of the journal type babblings I might do) arranged by title and author arranged in chronological order sorted by type (worklife and lifetimes and journals and heartbeats and musical notes) and each page is linked back to the page that opens with the quote...
it's been a slow week for the job search due to the move and absence of transportation, so while 2001 is not quite whimpering, it sure isn't starting with a bang either... sometimes I feel like being born means putting lead shoes on and wading through quicksand... but somewhere inside there's parts of me flying around freer than the radicles physicists have yet to discover... humans seem to want to control everything so bad they give up ownership and control of their own ethereal essense for some false sense of ownership and control of material stuff around them... and struggling to maintain this illusion, they seem to become blind to the chains they place on themselves that make everything a struggle... and I'm rolling with the flow wishing I could meet some people who didn't play that game... you?...
maybe tomorrow, huh?
who really knows how to share?
THE SAME-TIME MENU BAR - FOR EACH GARDEN AROUND THIS SAME TIME
NEW
KIT
WORKLIFE
LIFETIME
JOURNAL
HEARTBEAT
WANTS
