2005-06-02 - 8:43 a.m.
I have a writer’s block – there’s something physically obstructing my ability to get to the key board.
No…wait…it’s my life that’s in the way.
Funny, the very thing I want…nay…NEED to write about is the very thing stopping me. Life is a dog that eats its own poop. So much has been happening (changing) that I hardly know where to start, so I’ll start by answering some questions.
I’m no longer carrying my commuters, because I changed locations yet again – this change is a good one. My new job is temporary (60 Days), but I’m hoping to turn it into something permanent for my division (i.e. a new contract), so keep your fingers crossed and hope that I’m successful in winning this business. If all goes well it may mean a raise in addition to cutting my commute by nearly an hour, which means fewer miles and less gas, and I love the job I’m doing right now. You’ll be happy to learn that Anne quit her job and moved to Florida and Bee is out of her cast and able to drive on her own now.
SKL – Serial Killer Lady, for those of you just catching up. I haven’t been going to the Shell station, because their gas is ten cents more expensive than anywhere else, so I haven’t seen much of SKL. I did stop in for coffee yesterday though and she gave me a big smile, showing that discolored tooth in the front. I think she may have even been trying to flirt with me, but then – I’m vain.
I just had my 38th Birthday – yippee. I’m feeling mildly young and vigorous right now, so I haven’t got much to say about the birthday. I’ll write more on this when I’m feeling depressed…I always write better when I’m depressed. You know what, though…I haven’t been feeling bad at all lately. I guess my bi-polar is on the up-swing right now, because I feel stupendous. (Famous last words)
So…now for the big one. I recently scheduled an appointment to get “snipped”; you know…the old “Permanent-male-birth-control-snipped.” Hey, it’s a 15 minute procedure for me and a life altering experience for her, so I figure I should be the one to go under the knife. Annnyyyway – fate sort of stepped in and spoke up.
“You know, since you’re going to alter your ability to reproduce, I may as well let you know that you’re not finished yet; your circle of life is not yet complete. (BLING) There – now it is.”
My wife is pregnant with our third child (my fourth). Do you need to take a deep breath? I feel like I do, just a sec…(wwwwhhhhheeeewwww) O.k., much better.
I need to think a little more about this before I began puking my thoughts onto this page. Just so you know – I’m WAY happy about it. My wife is still in denial.
I have a new book idea – actually two. ACTUALLY…I’m looking at turning two of my stories into four and writing them as companions to one another to eventually merge in a singe book…it’s all so crazy, but I’m really pumped about the ideas I have.
I need to figure out how to post pictures on this site so I can show you folks a thing or two.
I’ll be back…
