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Happy B-Day Elvis.

Mon, 08 Jan 2007 17:00:17 GMT

Hope you are doing ok, King

Pre-XMas Shopping

Sun, 17 Dec 2006 14:07:03 GMT

Today we are going to place a big dent in our shopping list. We are going to be practical and work around Aedon's schedule, but I have high hopes to get things done.

I had a great night with my sweet last night. We sat around and watched the insult comic dog an laughed our butts off. It was great (for me to POOP on).

Had to talk to the neighbors last night about noise level. I don't enjoy doing it, but I haven't done it often (twice in three years). They are good folk, just have very different priorities than we do.

Today will be a busy day. Next week will be busy, too. Still need to figure out when mom and the family is coming down and figure out a menu for the event (its just about fleshed out too, honestly).

A little bit dissappointed.

Fri, 15 Dec 2006 21:18:57 GMT

I am a little bit disappointed with my bonus. Its not much less, but it is less. I would have been bleh about getting the same amount, but this actually disappoints.

I still got my time off though. I still have my health and my family. I still have need for nothing (want is always another matter).

I guess its times like this where you just knuckle under and grit your teeth and say that x-mas is going to be good. I will not allow them to spoil it for us. I just won't. I have family coming in and I have plenty of time to recharge the ole battery.

Tomorrow we will still have enough to get presents for all the folks we need to and we will still have some left over for Aedon and ourselves. It won't be an extravagent x-mas, but I don't really care...we have it better than most and next year I will work even harder to make it better than this.

If the soul has windows;

Fri, 08 Dec 2006 21:00:42 GMT

then these are verdant,stained glass. There is nothing wrong with being opaque; I have need for only a few to see me clearly.

A true journal is one that is seldom shared. It is true that if you write something down, then invariably you want someone to read it. Thus this journal's birth.