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Going the Distance
Greetings,
Today though I actually did get up at nine...only to realize that today is a "bank holiday", which means that the mail doesn't get delivered and the courthouse is closed. Damnit. I need a copy of mine and Nicki's marriage license to take to Human Resources, so we can update our employer's records. We also have to get the state to issue Nicki a new driver's license, and it might be a good thing to do since the cops around here have a sick and twisted sense of humor. Rico still hasn't let me even begin the long and difficult task of erasing that embarrasment from my mind. He asked me what pals are for, and I told him for target practice.
Nicki made it through her first day as a full-time call-center employee. I needed to bring in her allergy meds, but that was it. I also consumed the rest of my Erythromycin this morning. I called the doc and told him that I'm still having pain in my ear. He gave me a 5-day dose of some more powerful stuff and told me "if that doesn't work, call me and I'll give you more." Sveet! So far, this new stuff is working just fine. I can finally listen to Puddle of Mudd, System of a Down, Metallica, Staind, Diseased, etc., and gun sound effects on headphones without my ear hurting so bad that I have to take more drugs.
I finished rebuilding my B-Wing at work. Then, just out of boredom, I build a little gunnery position out of Leggos too. Yay...tomorrow is my Friday, but on my Saturday I'm destined to be humiliated at my Explorer meeting. This world is unjust, I swear. Oh well. When things get tough, I just crank up "Blurry" by Puddle of Mudd. I'll never get sick of that song, but Nicki is about to delete the MP3 file of it everytime I play it. I in turn threaten to delete her Mary J. Bilge Bay. That puts her back in her place. :)
For some reason, I've always liked that song. I can apply a lot of it to my life. It makes me remember a past that I would rather forget. YOu can't ignore the past, because to do so would be to deny a piece of yourself. You reject a portion of yourself because it doesn't fit whay you want to present to others. But in denying a piece of you that helped mold the current you, you reject yourself entirely. *sigh*. I guess one of these entries I'll be forced to bear all to the world my past sins and hope for forgiveness. *sniff*
"Everyone is changing, there's no one left that's real. So make up your own ending, let me know just how you feel. Because I'm lost without you, I cannot live at all. My whole world surrounds you, I stumbled and I crawled. But you could be my someone, you could be my seed. You know that I will save you from all of the unclean. I wonder what you're doing, I wonder where you are. There's oceans inbetween us, but that's not very far.
Can you take it all away, can you take it all away, when you shoved it in my face, explain your game to me. Can you take it all away, can you take it all away, when you shoved it all in my face. Explain your game to me." - Blurry, Puddle of Mudd
Personal Log, 25 Apr 2004 - 2004-04-25
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Eight reviews completed in two days. That's gotta be a personal record-breaker. Today