Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Hello SG Comrades,
I hope this finds you all well and good.
Its freezing in the basement when the air is on it frosts up down here. Im slowly warming up to my next big project. My goal is at least two thousand words a day for the rest of the week. That should let it find its own pace.
Its been a quiet time for me. I had a tiny little financial crisis and then Blau! A check showed up and the whole thing just drifted away. Sometimes life is like that.
Sundays play test went very well, even though it took us two hours to get started.
I am now definitely doing that week in Fla. Its all but free so how could I pass up? I might even give my pale ass over to the sunlight for a while, see if I cant ditch my Casper Camouflage.
The work . . . the work is good. Im trying to do all the most difficult parts first, the move on the more fun ones. Every Good Boy Disserves Fudge, and all that.
Had lunch with Punkarella, she is doing well. She is getting over an extremely lame relationship that dragged on and on way past its prime. Im glad to see that she is moving on.
Anyway . . . fuck me but Im dull when my life is good! I am living my life the way I have always wanted to and even if its only for another two weeks its good.
Hey, SG follow your dreams. Their aint really nothing else to do if you want to live, truth be told.
take it light,
p to the motherfuckin h
Taoist Thought of the Day: Acknowledge that you contain all the opposites, contradictions and paradoxes of the world within you.
Cat report: Cali and I have really bonded over the last several days. She gets excited to see me, even if I have just been in another room for a few hours.
Factoid: I do not seek out death, but when I die I want Cant You Hear Me Knockin by the Rolling Stones played as they put me in the ground loud enough to bug other folks at the cemetery. Its a sort of desperation love song that somehow exactly describes my relationship with Spirituality.
Hello SG Comrades,
I hope this finds you all well and good.
Its freezing in the basement when the air is on it frosts up down here. Im slowly warming up to my next big project. My goal is at least two thousand words a day for the rest of the week. That should let it find its own pace.
Its been a quiet time for me. I had a tiny little financial crisis and then Blau! A check showed up and the whole thing just drifted away. Sometimes life is like that.
Sundays play test went very well, even though it took us two hours to get started.
I am now definitely doing that week in Fla. Its all but free so how could I pass up? I might even give my pale ass over to the sunlight for a while, see if I cant ditch my Casper Camouflage.
The work . . . the work is good. Im trying to do all the most difficult parts first, the move on the more fun ones. Every Good Boy Disserves Fudge, and all that.
Had lunch with Punkarella, she is doing well. She is getting over an extremely lame relationship that dragged on and on way past its prime. Im glad to see that she is moving on.
Anyway . . . fuck me but Im dull when my life is good! I am living my life the way I have always wanted to and even if its only for another two weeks its good.
Hey, SG follow your dreams. Their aint really nothing else to do if you want to live, truth be told.
take it light,
p to the motherfuckin h
Taoist Thought of the Day: Acknowledge that you contain all the opposites, contradictions and paradoxes of the world within you.
Cat report: Cali and I have really bonded over the last several days. She gets excited to see me, even if I have just been in another room for a few hours.
Factoid: I do not seek out death, but when I die I want Cant You Hear Me Knockin by the Rolling Stones played as they put me in the ground loud enough to bug other folks at the cemetery. Its a sort of desperation love song that somehow exactly describes my relationship with Spirituality.
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T. to the mutherfuckin' C.
To the mutha fuggin G!