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A Day | 08.20.04 | 11:22:00 PM
It's like the "Candy Factory" episode of I Love Lucy. Stuff happens, and you want to say something about it, but then other stuff happens, and you want to talk about that, too, but it's all piling up on your mental plate and the next thing you know it's August and you have no idea where to begin.
The first and most important thing is that I have a Beloved. You know her. We have been seeing each other mano a mano since around the beginning of June, although wow, it seems like it's been at least a year and a half. Time flies when you're having fun, and then you go out to your car and discover that Time has pooped all over your windshield. Fucking Time! (Here I am shaking my fist, or would be if I didn't need my fist to type this description of my now-revealed-as-figurative fist-shaking.)
Since Miss Hannah has been reading my weblog for a long time, it's weird to talk about her as if she's not in the metaphorical room. But I guess that is an odd consequence of getting involved with someone that you have had an ongoing and quite different relationship with up to that point, is that they suddenly become excluded from that former situation, which, I don't know if that feels like a loss or just a change.
So, that is all good and I feel happy and fortunate and am enjoying all the small and big moments that come with the whole Deluxe Falling Head-First Into the Love Chasm package. It was all very unexpected, because I honestly was not looking for romance, and was in fact feeling pretty bummed out about the whole process.
In the Bible, the Israelites were commanded by God to let their fields lie fallow every seventh year, as a reminder that the land is God's and that they must trust themselves to God's care. So maybe it's my heart that lay fallow for a year, growing over with weeds, returning to nature, readying itself for a new season of planting. Planting? Plowing? Hm, maybe this whole agricultural metaphor is a little more graphic than I intended. Hm! Anyway, I see now that my long, lonely dry spell was actually just an extended spiritual time out. But that time out is now over, and the B is ready to walk the long road back to recovery and re-Smoovification.
So, to recap, falling in love is an agreeable experience, and Time is just a rat with wings.
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AUTHOR: Jim
EMAIL: chaos@corrupt.net
IP: 67.163.45.68
URL: http://chaos.corrupt.net
DATE: 08/21/2004 11:00:52 AM
Congrats! You are a well-suited duo to walk that road. To re-Smoovification.
And thanks for the knowledge about the rat-nature of time! I will use moldy cheese to get it into a cage, where it will stay as I get all this time-wasting out of my system.
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AUTHOR: Wendy
EMAIL: wendy@weirdsmobile.com
IP: 4.232.222.154
URL: http://weirdsmobile.com/wendy
DATE: 08/21/2004 11:46:07 AM
That is the best news ever!
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AUTHOR: BOB
EMAIL: bob@agirlnamedbob.com
IP: 172.132.128.2
URL: http://agirlnamedbob.com
DATE: 08/21/2004 12:00:17 PM
Yay! And props on the Biblical double entendres.
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AUTHOR: Xkot
EMAIL: xkot@xkot.net
IP: 24.28.152.96
URL: http://xkot.livejournal.com
DATE: 08/23/2004 05:24:31 PM
Wow, congrats!
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AUTHOR: The Raz
EMAIL: KevinRazban@cox.net
IP: 68.5.116.38
URL: http://www.weirdsmobile.com/kevin
DATE: 08/30/2004 08:09:45 PM
Sheesh. At least your dad hasn't stumbled on your site yet. I don't know how he did it, but - yes - my old man is now reading my blog. He might was well be given the keys to my house now so he can walk in any time he friggin' wants to! Blast.
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AUTHOR: The Raz
EMAIL: KevinRazban@cox.net
IP: 68.5.116.38
URL: http://www.weirdsmobile.com/kevin
DATE: 08/30/2004 08:12:52 PM
Oh, and yeah. I'm thrilled for you and Hannah too! Awesome pairing if I do say so myself. Better than an Napa Valley pinot noir with a kobe beef filet mignon.
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AUTHOR: dvl
EMAIL: dvloranger@aol.com
IP: 64.160.146.141
URL: http://dvl.buzznet.com
DATE: 08/31/2004 09:16:21 AM
this is superdillyriffic... (off to find a new master now) :P
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AUTHOR: matthew
EMAIL: bino1@hotmail.com
IP: 66.84.174.187
URL:
DATE: 09/02/2004 12:32:26 PM
holy toledo! i have ignored your after hours site for so long, then saw that your new cartoons on the /b site involved a boy stick figure /and/ a girl stick figure so i thought i would look over here to see what's up and and now i see fine things! congratulations to you and miss hannah.
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AUTHOR: hannah
EMAIL: misshannah@livejournal.com
IP: 141.214.17.5
URL: http://www.livejournal.com/users/misshannah
DATE: 09/07/2004 07:38:03 AM
new cartoons on the /b site involved a boy stick figure /and/ a girl stick figure
Ha ha, that's not me--I have glasses! :)
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AUTHOR: groovebunny
EMAIL: wabbit@groovebunny.com
IP: 209.246.244.1
URL: http://www.groovebunny/blog
DATE: 09/08/2004 05:01:07 PM
That is such awesome news! Congrats you two on finding eachother. It really is tres cool. :D
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A Day | 08.01.04 | 01:45:46 PM
On the way back from Atlanta, Hannah and I were talking about...life. I like talking about...life. That's one thing I like about Hannah, is that she'll talk to me about...life. And yes, those ellipses are crucial. Because if you're just talking about life, then pretty soon the whole thing will just devolve into an argument over whether bow-hunting is actually a sport. Trust me. But when you're talking about...life, then, you know, that is some serious stuff.
I was talking about how empty and meaningless my life seems lately. I feel purposeless. Or rather, I can't bring myself to embrace any of the many fine purposes life has offered me over the years. Lately, nothing inspires me or lights a fire under my brain. I don't feel like a particularly good person, and I don't feel like my contribution to the world so far has been particularly beneficial, if you figure in the whole good/evil ratio.
Then, in the middle of my whole doom-n-gloom spiel, I see this placard on the back of a semi:
My life is a gift from God. What I do with it is my gift to God.Talk about a sign!
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AUTHOR: Sherri
EMAIL: Sylkenvelvet@yahoo.com
IP: 68.59.165.165
URL: http://www.formyselfandstrangers.blogspot.com
DATE: 08/31/2004 06:16:54 AM
I suppose sometimes the dilemma starts with trying to pick something and worrying if it is right, good enough, going to fit, etc. I prefer to work on impulse at such moments and deny myself the luxery of second guessing. Sometimes denying oneself a luxury can feel plesantly martyrish.
You've got a lot of great things to put in your box, and I'm happy for the little shiney bits I've gotten to play with. Thanks for gifting me with knowing you.
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AUTHOR: Susan
EMAIL: susanpatton@spamcop.net
IP: 66.188.151.212
URL: http://www.livejournal.com/users/tundrababe
DATE: 08/31/2004 08:24:23 AM
I like the gift thing. My boss is always saying that I'm a gift, or such-and-such is a gift. I'm using that saying now. Then again, I said it to my boyfriend, and he said something about Chicken Soup books, so I'm sorta rethinking the whole gift thing. It's sappy.
Sometimes sap is good, though. You're a gift, Bryan.
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AUTHOR: dvl
EMAIL: dvloranger@aol.com
IP: 64.160.146.141
URL: http://dvl.buzznet.com
DATE: 08/31/2004 09:20:49 AM
can i have the leftover box filled with piss & vinegar? it's the one i would see as filled with the best things, anyhow.
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AUTHOR: groovebunny
EMAIL: wabbit@groovebunny.com
IP: 209.246.244.1
URL: http://www.groovebunny.com/blog
DATE: 09/08/2004 04:58:01 PM
What a beautiful thought. Now I'll be asking myself the same thing..."What keeps me...?"
For Skattie.