Wow. 21 posts in half a year. I feel shame. Missed June entirely. Double shame.
Can't promise things will improve either. Ain't been feeling the words in my fingers.
I have achieved some contentment but am still unsettled.
I guess the time I spend blogging was the time I wasn't spending with my wife. It is the only thing I can think of that will explain my absence. She gets the time now instead of you. It ain't that I don't have the time. It ain't that I don't have stuff to say anymore. But I have been communicating to the world lately. But Facebook is the debil and takes up that time. I guess that will subside soon enough.
I am thinking about starting up again. My mind is all aclutter (yeah I know it ain't a word!) and I need to start the cleaning. I probably will focus again. Maybe I will sleep at night again.
Now I have run out of words and boredom is taking control. Yet sleep still doesn't come.
Later.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Something
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Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Randomosity
From the never say never files:
The Wife is the proud owner of a new used Cadillac! She of course never liked Cadillacs. Figure the irony!
Gas prices have come down. The gas fueled price increases on food haven't. Go figure...
It's coming down to crunch time. I doubt that I will be around any more often than I have been lately. But I won't be gone any more often that I know of. So this ain't a blog break or fake retirement or anything. Just an update.
As it stands, this semester is going along rather swimmingly. Unless I seriously drop the ball, I should come out of this semester with at worst an A and two B's. But three A's is more likely. I shall keep you posted.
I swear if my advisor does not make my damn plan of work a priority, I am gonna move into her damn office! I started this process a couple of years back. She kept putting me off by telling me I needed to get my records updated. I finally did that last summer since it was on my mind to drop in to Morehouse to get that transcript. Never stopped at the college but I got it done online. And the local CC the January before that. So by the time I got to her in August, she was surprised to find the records that she had just requested I get (again) were already on file. So she told me that she needed to get past Registration to get it done. That was to take about two weeks after Labor Day. She got about six extra weeks. I sent an e-mail early last week. Followed up with a phone call at the end of the week. Still not done. She hadn't gotten to the e-mail by the phone call. She assured me that it would be done by Monday (just passed). It wasn't. I just dropped in all unannounced today (since I happened to be there) to see how things were going. Okay, it was a physical reminder that I was stoking the fire under her. The office worker steered off telling me that walk=in counseling was on Tuesday when I mentioned that I needed a status on my Plan Of Work which she has been "working" om all semester. It is supposed to be done before week end. I guess the database will be repaired by then. I get the feeling that I will be there on walk-in counseling to blow cognac breath on her fire. I can't finish registering until she gets on her job and gets my approvals and makes sure all the t's and i's are crossed and dotted. Registration started two weeks ago... Y'all feel me?
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Friday, September 26, 2008
Temporary Hiatus
Some of you may have been wondering where I have been for the last few days. Some of you probably think nothing of it because it ain't that unusual of me. BUT I have a good reason for not being here. I have been having a "beef" with the gods of energy in the old hometown. As a result my computer is suffering from a distinct lack of energeticness...
But we must press on.
So I will try to keep up with y'all as I can.
Until all of my energy needs are being met again, I shall be somewhat sparse. And coming from the library computers likely.
Of course y'all know that my excuse is gonna officially be that my comptuer is broke!!! That is at least the lie I am gonna tell in ya comment sections! Well not so much a lie, since it is broke if it don't work. And if it doesn't have something that it needs to work...
For now...
Love!
Peace!
aaannnndddd
SOUL!!!
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Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Things I Learned In The Last 48
Things learned in the last 48 hours:
- My fears that I could possibly be one of those tacky, sad and sorry ass men who treat women like cum dumpsters is pretty much unfounded. Based on the general consensus from the answers on my last post, I am on the right track. Now to educate these other fools...
- Saving is absoultely a priority! Even if Blogger saves every damn time you stop typing or one second, you still can lose things. Dammit!!!!
- Insomnia is not a good thing to have land on ya! I am usually rolling in the bed deep into the morning hours. Racing the sun to my bed is not unusual for me. But today for some strange reason I lost that race. By a wide margin. I think it was near nine before the bed and sleep took me away. And I was up before noon coffee. This crash is gonna catch me but good!
- No matter what, some muhfuggas are just gonna try you. Even if you have already established that there is no way that they are ever gonna win as long as you are breathing and healthy. Numerous times...
- Dreamy has it in for me. She did them song lyrics knowing I wasn't gonna leave them alone! And if I hadn't already been there to try my hand at it, she would be coming to threaten me to do so! You know what I am saying to be true! I am glad there is love there! And here is something from the 80's you and Southern Girl can get up and boogie to!
- The other Haremite that likes to threaten me also has demanded things of me. I know not to disobey the Oldgirl. Especially when grits are involved. So things will get positively Smurfy up in here! Y'all know what that means... Yep! I am gonna pick on you all! Hope y'all like blue...
- There truly is a God in heaven. If not there truly is an unseen force that guides all things good. If not karma does indeed somehow work, however strangely. I say this because, the nephew who I recently wrote about had a job offer turn into job! That is right folk! He can get his own damn gas money because he is gonna get his own damn cheddar! Off to Minnesota to meet his work crew, then off to Cali and after that other parts unknown! He won't be in town for his birthday. Nor will he be in town for his son's VERY first birthday. Sucks yeah. But better to miss his arrival than his continued care and welfare. Hey... You said two hours dude? Why you still in town?
- I picked the right group of ladies for The Harem. I can always count on the goodness from them.
- And I may have to add another Homie or two.
- And I need a good drink. Or seven. Aside from The Ultimate Margarita from Champps, I am taking suggestions on the other six. As long as they do not require cognac and a mixer...
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