5.26.2005

And there you have it.

Those responsible for this quiz have been sacked.
You scored as agnosticism. You are an agnostic. Though it is generally taken that agnostics neither believe nor disbelieve in God, it is possible to be a theist or atheist in addition to an agnostic. Agnostics don't believe it is possible to prove the existence of God (nor lack thereof).

Agnosticism is a philosophy that God's existence cannot be proven. Some say it is possible to be agnostic and follow a religion; however, one cannot be a devout believer if he or she does not truly believe.

agnosticism

88%

Buddhism

79%

Satanism

71%

atheism

67%

Islam

58%

Hinduism

46%

Paganism

42%

Christianity

33%

Judaism

29%

Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)
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5.17.2005

I got my baby back!!!

So, she decided that i'm worth the risk. I know some of you have been silently hoping for this. I have been bit silently an not-so-silently. I could say so much right now. But I know that all the need be said is that I love her. I know this. She loves me. She knows this. We want this to work. We are willing to do what we need to do to let this grow and thrive and be the kind of love that make little old itallian men cry on thier front porch on a spring afternoon.

San Diego!!!!!

It was so much fun. The drive was really nice. Traffic wasn't tooooo bad. So, here's the play by play:

05.12.05: Karen and I spend entirely too much time baking really bad cookies an having really good nookie. We don't get but 2-3 hours sleep before we both have to hit the road the next morning for pre trip errands. Whoops. But, it was fun. And the cookies aren't THAT bad. You can eat them and not gag... maybe wish real hard for some milk... Packing was a breeze, and nothing was forgotten.

05.13.05: Run and get my hair done (cornrows are back, baby!), takes less than an hour, and life is good. Call Nathan and get the breakfast plan, and life is good. Stop to get hair care products, takes no time at all, life is good. Decided i should get a towel for the beach, didn't want to spend over 10 dollars. HA! this was a major time sink. Three stores later, i find a towel for under 10 at wal mart. There is this woman in the line that gets all bent out of shape because she has to stand in line at the customer service desk to do an exchange. Then the next woman buys shoes, pays for shoes, and then stands there, in the way, to change out of her old shoes and make conversation. So, then i pay and leave, and life is good. I meet Nathan and LeAnn, Karen meets all of us, and brekfast is had. We then go back to nathan's to consolidate cars and hit the road. 90 minutes later, we hit the road. lol. But life is good.

While in Barstow, Karen tells me that she has decided to give us another go. This makes me supremely happy. More on that in another post. Insert road trip of much fun conversation and laughs untill we hit the ted williams parkway and carmel valley road. It was about here that both mapquest and MSN maps decided we needed a good dick in the ass. Both insisted we exit a street too early and take some imaginary road to the hotel. Both pointed to different imaginary roads. One even said to make a u-turn on the imaginary road. It was AWESOME. But, due to some quick dialing on Karen's part, we get to the hotel, pull the first occupancy trick i've ever been party too, and change for the concert. DJ shows up, hello's all around, and we make way to the Rasputina Concert. On the drive over LeAnn asks about the alcoholic drinking potential. After some discussion it assumed no. At which point the big production happens. I fail my will roll and say "Then why did you come to the concert" Answer? To get fucked up. HUH?!? You left your house, came 300+ miles, got dressed up, paid 13 dollars, to get drunk. You can do that shit at home for 1/4 the price. That grated a bit. Anyhow, the concert was awesome. Not as much fun as last year, they seemed slightly less in to it this time. But awesome none the less. The opening bad... not so good. But not so bad either. Predictable hard rock. The venue had a really low stage and Rasputina, being hawt cello players, sit. So they advise the crowd to sit, and eventually they do. At witch point I rescue Karen from the back so we can sit in the audience and watch the show. She was back there because her ankles were displeased with standing. That was awesome. Well, the concert finishes and we go out side and smoke. Oh, here's a tidbit of information that would have been good to have before we arrived: "No re-entry, No Lighters, No Cigarettes, No markers". So, we had to send Nathan to go drop off all contraband. Well, at some point in time, LeAnn decided she was an unwelcome guest and stood about 10 feet away from us. You know, cause we enjoyed the concert... as close as we could... or something. Eventually, we decided to go to a bar and grill and eat and drink. Not too much alcohol was had by me and mine, leAnn, for someone who made it sound as the alcohol was akin to air, had three drinks... lol. We then decided that the hotel must happen. We go back, LeAnn and Nathan "talk" (i figure that was another way of saying argue), and Karen and I start "dating" (you can figure that's another way of saying having sex). We wrap up, and we took a bit longer than planned. And we, unfortunately, run the other two out of nookie time. We all go to bed, and life is good.

05.14.05: Karen sleeps like a cat, in so much as she can't sleep for more than 4 hours or so at a time, so she is awake at some ungodly hour of the morning. She goes to read, comes back a bit later. We cuddle and decide that before we start dating again, we should go away. We grab out laptops and head for less date friendly places. Yes, out laptops. Cause the establishment provides WiFi. And it was no lie. The signal was strong. But... they wanted 10 dollars a day per a computer. And you couldn't connect to it from the room. And the room has an ethernet connection. And that costs 10 dollars a day. So, for 20 dollars a day, per a computer, you can connect to thier publicly provided networks. So, we put the laptops away and just enjoy eachothers company. We have breakfast and go back upstairs. Breakfsat was interesting. I'm pretty sure our waitress was half backed on something. She forgot the water we asked for three times. the tea twice. the toast can AFTER we asked about it. Oh, and the whole time, she berated us on the evils of somking. We figure that the other two would have dated by now but knock first to be nice. Nope. No dating occured. I guess talking makes you tired and you sleep through available date time. Well, everyone gets ready and we head out for the zoo.

Well, darling Karen did some recon work and found a natural foods store near by. She also called the zoo and found that outside food is a-ok. She ALSO found out if glass was ok. She is teh biz-omb. We stop there and pick up provisions. Except for ice. Cause ice is clearly not natural enough for a natural foods store. LOL. We call DJ and she gets us the ice. She meets us at the zoo an we all go in. We hit the reptile house first, then some other surrounding things. We then hit the Delta SkyFari, express it clear accross the park, and see some other things there. Polar bears a big. We know that now. Well, Karens ankle decides it's had enough. After tying her to a table and force feed her a pride pill, she and I go to fetch a wheelchair so she can still enjoy the rest of the park. We then call the rest of the group so we can meet them somewhere. We decide on the pygmy chimps. This is another term for the Bonobos. No signage to tell that. So everyone thinks we have missed the pygmy chimps. eventually they call from the place we at not 5 minutes ago. So we go to meet them. We all met up and LeAnn comes back from the bathroom. Pissy. No idea why. Finding it hard to care by this point in time. I think, because we had to get a wheelchair, she was derailed from her plans and we had to pay. Whatever. So, we smoke and fuel up on water and get to going to the Pandas. We then decide that Karen is no longer in a wheelchair. She is a queen, it is her movable throne, and she is in it because her royal slippers can no longer be sullied by the ground. :-) After some big time discussion on how to get to them, we get to them. The trip there was a blast. Wheelchairs are fun when you get to act like a couple of fruity nuts with them. Pushing Karen around was fun. I paid for it a couple days later, but it was fun. She got to exprience the whole zoo with us instead of being on a bus readnig a book and seeing the occasional animal. The Pandas more or less sat. The meerkats were more exciting. Well, it was decided that it was luchy goodness time. So, we go rescue the now chilled food from the locker and eat. It WAS good. People run off in search of monkey's, we all meet up find out we missed the last guided tour bus, and head off to the beach instead.

The beach was a blast. I had forgoten just how salty the water is. I had also forgoten how powerful the waves were. Got a couple of decen shots of the sunset. And we sat around and just chilled out. After a while, hunger came again and it was decided that food and drinks must happen again. So, we go to red robin, get our grub on, and hit the hotel. There was a nookie batting order decided and Karen and I are dating first. Well, we tend to go on some pretty long dates. And once again, we left no time for Nathan and LeAnn. Whoopsy. I am sorry for that. But not ashamed. LOL. Well, we let them back up, and sleep.

05.15.05: Next morning, Karen and I decide to not trust our clothing to keep us from dating. We decide to trust our fear of being caught by children take care of that. So we go to the hot tub. We were not about to miss out on that. After about an hour, we head back up to the room to get ready to hit the road. Room = empty. So, we get dressed, pack up, and roll out. Nathan was lucky he gave a desired time of departure, or we porbably would have dated again real quick. Well, we hit the road after settling up the room. We make a stop for gas, food, and bathrooms. The ride home was pretty uneventful.

So, things learned:
LeAnn seemingly despises when she doesn't get her way. And it has the potential to ruin a road trip.

Wheelchairs a great fun when you're not confined to one on a long term basis.

The ocean is salty and fierce.

Wet sand makes a better boobie than dry sand.

Never be affraid to make someone have fun.

5.12.2005

Tomorrow...

So excited. I cannot wait. Not one bit. Not even a little. I wanna go to bed right now so tomorrow will come sooner. Less than an hour and i'm off of work. Counting minutes till i hit the road...

Mmmmm

So, there's some scottish guy with a show on CBS after letterman. Can't recall his name. But he's got tori amos on the tv. And all is right with the world...

5.11.2005

So excited!!!

San Diego in two days. RASPUTINA in two days. Beach in three days. Zoo in three days. DJ in two days. Leaving Vegas in two days. So excited I do believe I just broke my zipper! This should be a fun filled and relaxing trip.

In other news, My sched at work is getting bumped up an hour. I can now do things like work out after work, change clothing before social engagements. Eat dinner at a time that will make my diabetic educator happy.

13 more payments left on the car. Will start trying to shave that number to the single digits. Once it's paid off, it'll be like getting a 300 dollar a month raise, net. And that would be happiness.

Anyone have a copy of the joy of sex laying about i can borrow? I feel like i need to do some brushing up on my knowledge. Always working to be a better me! Oh, and I could also use some BDSM technique guides or books. Rope work in particular. I'm starting to realize just how much i've forgotten over the past few years...

And did I mention.... RASPUTINA IN TWO DAYS!?!?!?!?!??!?!? Not sure I did...

5.10.2005

Hmmm...

I've been deciding if i am gonna put together my nephews laptop today or not. I want to do this. I promised to him, i need to get it fucking done. BUT, i also want to go to the frog. I think i have a battle plan. I will run home, grab every laptop from my house, and hope to score some decent table space. If that goes well, i'll be a fixin at da frog, baby! i figure it shouldn't be too difficult. Most of what needs to be done is just hardware swapping. And i can do that while at the frog easy.

The finished product. It didn't shrink as much as we thought it would. And the potatoes were teh awesomes! I have so much meat in my fridge now. BEST. IDEA. EVAR.
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Better picture of the initials. Imortalized in meat. OH YEAH!
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The meatloaf of evil! We decided to make meatloaf last night. 5 POUNDS of it. That's a lot of meat. Just waiting to wrap our hands around it.... The initals were my idea, seeing as how it's the first meatloaf i've ever made and the first culinary creation we did together. It was REALLY tasty. With the amount of left overs it IS really tasty too. It turned out good and was fun to make. It is perahps the best idea she ever had. It was a very involved process though. And meat makes some interesting noises when being mixed by hand...
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5.09.2005

Ambiguously... what?!?!?!?

What wants to be the other half of my ambiguousnessessess?








A Bit Ambiguous
You scored 47% Ambiguity!
Well, well, well! You seem like the kind of person who likes to bend the rules a bit. You don't mind seeing guys wearing skirts, or girls breaking out a suit, but at this time, it's just not for you. If you've never bent a rule or two, but want to, what are you waiting for? I'm pretty sure there will be lots of nice people willing to give you a helping hand with your, ah, personal exploration. People might see you as a bit ambiguous sometimes, but don't worry. Many people fall into this category, anyway.







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Link: The How Abiguous Are you? Test written by ReallyReal on Ok Cupid

See...

I SO deserved to go to the NIN concert!








Freak like me
Congratulations! You scored 84%!
you own a wide catalog of NIN CD's, posters, LP's, shirts, etc., just like me!!! You and I could spend hours (if not days) talking about the six degrees of separation between Garbage and Trent. Be proud that you have such great taste in music!!!







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Link: The Nine Inch Nails Test written by zmassacre311 on Ok Cupid

New item smell...

The new place is gonna be neat. I CANNOT wait. Space. Actuall space. Counter space, closet space, Bathroom space, living space, kitchen space. Space. Not too bad of a view either, to go with all the space. Now, when we decided to thug a pool, we can thug my pool, cause there will be space for a post pool thugging after party. We can do the occasinal limited space movie night. I can have people over and give them someplace to put thier ass for a moment is what i'm getting at.

So far, guild wars has impressed me. I'm clearly still on newbie island, but it doesn't feel like newbie island. There's no sign saying "NEWBIES CHECK IN HERE" or anything like that as I've seen in other games. Don't get me wrong, you give up some luxuries with that monthly fee. I mean, the world is instanced. There's no way to magicaly cheese cliffs because they just don't allow you to fall off. There are a few things that scream of diablo II. But that's not all bad. There are also a lot of things that are very different than that fine game. Good things. Graphical enhancements. Game play enhancements. no more instan agro from the korean 12 yr old who didn't get to team up before you killed diablo. There's also the bonus of not getting KS'd by some bored high level who's bored. All the hunting and such is instanced, so your world is just that. but town is a common area, so you can always just pick up a group. Something i need to do so i can see what that's all about.

I smell a new character for gurps. I mean, a new one for everyone. I can see the future, it is us, getting handled by 20 vampires on thier own turf... Sad.

Been thinking of getting nipple rings to match my ears and my PA. You know, coordinate the whole affair. Black spikes just aren't doing it for me anymore. Maybe i'll guage up while i'm at it... Say it with me now, children... "FREAK!"

I can't wait till friday. Although i wish i wasn't doing the apartment thing. New apartments just soak up the paychecks... But I couldn't pass up the deal in front of me... Even at the cost of a hog wild trip to SD. But, it's not like SD is going anywhere. I'm sure we can go back at some other time... besides, I imagine that k-diddy will want all the ocean she can get. And coeans are free. As are parks. And naps...

A & K update...

We had a date friday. That went well. She invited me over for her mothers day get together. That went well. She's comming over for movies tonight. That should go well. So, things are going essentially the way they are going. And that will end up where that ends up. We all know my hopes. But as soon as i can get that stupid clairvoyance permit test taken care of, i'll let you know where all this is going.

5.06.2005

The trick is...

to keep breathing. It's all I have to do. Just... breathe...

5.05.2005

HA!

Well, i don't know why, but for some reason, i can connect to my work machine with real vnc. So, should i have to do something on the pc, i don't have to drive in to do it. That's a good thing. Now, i just gotta get the vpn software to work on the laptop, and i can become more mobile. YAY!

Interesting....








Coyote
Indeed, you are 75% erudite, 70% sensual, 62% martial, and 83% saturnine.
Coyote was an important being to several Native American tribes. He was one of those tricksters that are found in several world mythologies, in fact very close in temperament and deed to Loki of the Norse pantheon.

Eternally scavenging for food, he represents the most basic instincts, but in other narratives, he is also the father of the Indian people and a potent conductor of spiritual forces in the form of sacred dreams. In the “Myth of the Stars and the Moon” he is shown as a wise counsellor even.

There are more stories about him than stars in the sky. For example, did you hear the one about the “Spying Moon”? It seems that someone had pinched the moon, and Coyote offered to stand in as replacement. Everyone agreed that he made a fine moon, but from his elevated position Coyote could see everything that was going on. Being of an irritating disposition, he couldn't resist blowing the whistle on friends and enemies alike. "Hey, look what Badger is doing behind his tepee!"

Pretty soon everyone was sick of his snooping and voted him out of the sky. But nothing can keep Coyote down for long. Being an old show-off, he loves to impress the girls by juggling his eyeballs. One day he threw one so high it got stuck in the sky and became the star Arcturus. So even now he's keeping an eye on us all.








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Such a nice day.

I wanna go out and play. I mean like a water gun fight. or water balloons. Or some long distance frisbee tossing. I wanna sit out and eat a burger and drink a beer and not have to think about anything other how nice a day it is to be out. I want to grab some nerf-sword-type-things and pretend i'm a muskateer, or a samurai, or a knight. I want to play some hacky-sack. I want to do all those things and the go home tired, sweaty, and ready to enjoy some AC. That's the kind of day today should be.

girls with slingshots

girls with slingshots is a fantasticly funny web coming. this one in particular, as you don't have to have read the whole strip to get it.

5.04.2005

Q and A:

Updated as i get responses...
Q: tell me, when i take over the world, why should i let you live?

A:
raum266: Because everyone needs a long-haired token white guy.

nubianroyalty: because my life is not yours to take. it belongs to God and you can't have it.

zebthegimp: Because I am currently making dinner for me and Jude. Therefore I need to finish my dinner.

shinyshocker: when the world is mine your death shall be quick and painless

everk: You should let me live b/c I can cook. See, people will always need to eat and it would be nice, when you take over the world to ensure that they will have the opportunity to eat well.

litote_convoluted : uhm... because i'll be good entertainment

one_wyked_cutie: hmmm.... why should I let you take over my world?

julie_boro: if you havent taken the world over yet ... you should let me live so i can rule england for you

One thing...

If you could change one thing that affected everyone, and not something personal, what would that thing be?

Me, i'd make it so that serving sizes on lables were realistic and they would be on EVERYTHING you could consume. IE: you buy a bag of candy, the serving is the WHOLE BAG. You get a box of pop-tarts, the serving is a whole packet. A serving of cereal is the same amount that ends up in the average bowl. You ever poured one serving of cereal? It's really not that much.

Things i've neglected to mention...

Well, I'm on call this week. So far, i've only been called twice and had to go in once. It was to replace a keyboard. But it was also the only computer is the trauma resusitation area, so it's a pretty fucking important keyboard. I still can't remote in to my work machine through the VPN. Teh intornats is havenening it's wayzorz with teh mes. Oh noes! I'll figure it out. Got closer last night though. I actually managed to get a refused connection from my machine, so at least i can see the fucking thing. I just can't connect. What this means is until I can get that up and running, any computer work equals running in to work to fix things. Luckily, I don't live so far and the drive isn't so bad.

I'm moving on the 20th to the new place. That is sooooo awesome. And i'm getting my sisters couch too. It matches the love seat she gave me so I'll have matching livingroom furnishings. Like a real adult. Scary. I've pretty much decided whats going to go where and what I will need to get to make the place work. I also need to get off my big, black, lazy, depressed ass and start getting the place ready to move. It's in the same building so I'll only be moving with elevators. no moving trucks, no outside work. It's not that bad, I just don't want to do it. And i do. OH! And i'm also gonna be getting a freestanding heavy bag. I need to exercise, and heavy bag and speed bag work is something I enjoy. That's right, a de facto pacifist who like hitting bags of stuff. Odd, aint it?

So, the diabetes is going along ok. The forskin issue is just about resolved. I get to keep the foreskin and I put my PA back in. That's teh happies. The wieght is comming off. The blood sugar is hovering at about 150. Once I lose a buch of weight, that should drop even more. I've even had some beer without sending myself into a glucose-enduced coma. I figure i should probably make a dentist appointment and have the good doctor check out my knees. Figure i should do the teeth bootcher first, get the cracked tooth uncracked. Make sure i'll get to keep most of my pearly whites.

San Diego for Rasputina in about a week and a half. Should be awesome. Dr. K may not be able to go. UNLV is sptting out a new class of students and she is contractualy obligated to go. I just want to know who the hell puts that in a contract? Seems wierd. But, then again, i don't know the ins and outs of academia the way she does, so maybe it makes perfect sense to her. I've never had a job where my duties were laid out in a contract. I'm sure one day i will get to that point in my life.

Must go to shooting range. I've beenbad about that. I have everything i need. I don't have to rent shit. It costs me all of 11-15 dollars american to for cut some paper. And still I haven't done it in quite some time. Maybe saturday before game i'll go put some time in at a lane. If i ever get to the point where it's a regular thing, I'll even spring for a decent gun. You know, one that's made out of metal and is decently accurate. That's always been my deal with myself.

LAUNDRY! I just need to do it. Wash some fucking clothes. And not even by hand. LAME!

So, i was seeing some internet connection wierdness. And now, I have speed closer to what i'm paying for. I don't mind them doing maintenance. That's cool. Just wish they'd tell me. Instead of me calling customer service and them saying, effectively, "move to a house".

I got to experience the pimpness that is a 5 disk dvd changer. Watched return of the king extended. Never had to get up to change disks. pimp. totally fucking pimp.

Well, it's about time for me to get my self to that work place. Do those work-type things. Payday tomorrow. wh00tzor!

the end of bellyache.

I have said all there is to say from my end on this blog. I could continue to use this public forum to browbeat myself into sever depression. But, that's really not what this is all about. So, until there is an actuall new development, a new twist or turn to the story of Karen and Anthony, there's nothing else to be said. If you want to know how i'm doing, ask. I will let you know. But the self loathing stops here.

5.03.2005

An exercise in self appreciation

I've been pretty hard on myself as of late. I want to post something good about me.

Things i like about me:
I'm intelligent
I'm faithful and loyal
I'm a genuinely nice person
I make an awesome friend
I have a good work ethic
I try my best at what i do
I have a pretty will power
I'm there for the people I care about
I learn things pretty quickly
I'm a wothwile human being
I try to be honest with myself and don't make excuses when i'm not
I love to laugh
I love to learn new things
I have dreams and ambitions
I realize i'm not perfect
I'm not narcissistic
I'm willing to hope
I'm willing to have dreams
I don't expect me to be perfect
I love myself enough to try to take care of myself as best i can
I'm a social butterfly
I'm good at figuring things out
I'm don't blame others for my shortfalls
I have a great smile
I've got a nice beard
I look HAWT in cornrows
I'm getting better at budgeting myself
I tend to take care of my belongings
I'm not afraid to go to the doctor and to follow thier sound advice (most of the time)
I'm a gamer who doesn't live through gaming
I can imagine
I can see the good in people and appeciate that
I don't cause more drama than I avoid
I'm a good listener
I'm willing to lose myself to a good book
I try to be my own person
I can be logical and rational
My can is nice
I can see the pleasure in pain and the pain in pleasure
I'm not quick to violence and anger
I can laugh at myself
I can apply my intelect to real life issues
I'm a college graduate
I'm good with my hands when i concentrate
I try to know as much about myself as i can
I have an extensive vocabulary
I know I can't spell and am not afraid to admit it
I'm always working on ways to improve myself
I appreciate art
I appreciate science
I appreciate the art of science
I passed Dr. Rassmussen's physio psych class with a decent grade
I try to use my mistakes to improve myself
I'm a fairly grounded person
I actually LIKE ren faire
I look damn good in a hat
I look damn good in a suit
I have a strong independant streak
I've never been called weak by anyone that matters
Including myself
I can continue to think of about eleventy billion other things i like about me off the top of my head without asking anyone.
I love me even when I don't like me so much AND can recognize the difference.

So hard right now...

You ever wanted to drag yourself out to the parking lot and beat yourself silly? I really want to believe that it's not all my fault. I want to believe that it takes two to tango. I want to think there are area's where I'm not at fault. Where I did the right thing a the right time. The only thing i can fault her is for not kicking my ass to the curb. I did everything short of demanding she do it. The hardest part is the good days like today. Where everything went ok. Nothing was too bad or stressful. And all I want is to share it with her. i can not believe i fucking did this. I can not believe I finally have something truly beautiful and worth fighting for in my life and I have to destroy it. I'm sure one day, no matter the outcome, the pain will dull. The regret will fade to fond rememberance. But right now, this moment, there is precious little i wouldn't trade to be able to do it all over.

Yep

Answer:

I was asked "So what changed? Why do I believe that NOW I want a LTR?" And i've thought about that. It occours to me that I've always wanted one. I just forgot how to act when I got one. When I think back to all the other times I was looking long term, I was no where near as sure as I am now that it's the right thing to do. I know that i was really lucky. I lucky enough to find someone who really wants me. Someone who loves me and accepts me for who I am. And i was lucky enough to find that in the most unusual of places. I was lucky enough to ever start to feel the same way about them. I was finally lucky in love. Lucky, but not smart. I was not intelligent enough about love to do it the right way. I was too afraid of being hurt in the same way I have before. So much so that it borders on phobic. It was completely irrational, illogical, and without any due cause. It was through the power of that fear that I became convinced that I didn't want the relationship. I know now that I was so busy trying to protect myself from the great other shoe in the sky that I made the relationship a miserable place to be. To such a degree that I was looking for reasons to expect it to end. And, lo and behold, I even did my part to create reasons to expect that. Hell, I even went so far as the throw the shoe in the air so I could be hit by it. I feel lament. I feel remorse. I miss her so bad. I know I stand to lose her. The mere thought of that makes my heart go all wonky. But, I am also at a far more peacful place. It's a place I remember very clearly. It's a place I haven't been in years. It a sense of self security. Of self worth. I know that I can be the better man. I know I can be true to myself. And if I can do that, I can be true to those I care about. Those I love. The fact that I had to get that particular piece of reeducation the hardest way possible sucks. It's an unfortunate side effect of being stubborn. No, it's an effect of being stubborn. I hurt the one person you would think, after so many years of searching, so many times around the "nope, just not right" cycle, so many years of wishing and hoping and praying, I would make damn sure I didn't hurt. The fact is, it's what I want. It's what I've been looking for. It's the reason why I even bother dating in the first place. It's the reason I don't make a habbit of random sex. It's the reason I look for more than a pretty face and a low moral threshold. It's why I'm so critical of who I actually attempt to date. It's the reason I was single when she met me. It's the reason why I decided I want Karen in my life as more than a right now thing. It's the reason why so many of the good things about us seemed to have survived to some extent or another. I want to know that tomorrow, next week, next year I can expect to see Karen by my side. Karen. Not a woman who is like, but interestingly not, Karen. I may not get what I want this time. And there's precious little I can do to change that.

5.02.2005

Confession time...

So, a 3 AM post. Aren't I just absolutely cliche? But, here we are. 3am. It's been days since I slept well. So I'm sure that just makes the situation worse. But... Here we are. So, I figure I'll just get some things out to see if that helps...

1: I've been a self serving asshole. Not completely mind you. Just enough to make my life the mess it is now. I didn't do the things that love needs to grow. I didn't hold up my end of the deal. I took, but didn't give. I didn't take the time to look past my own fucking nose. And now... I pay the price for that. Simply put, I didn't appreciate the many and vast great things that Karen brought to my life. I didn't. No excuses. No reasons. It wasn't out of malice or cruelty. It was plain old American stupidity. I didn't because I didn't know what I had. I didn't because it was too easy not to. I made more than a few major mistakes. I know that now. I was so fucking focused on some fantasy of what it would be like on my own, I couldn't see the love that was right in front of me. There's nothing I can do now to make that better. I have made that bed, and in that bed I shall lay.

2: I've been lying to myself. I said I didn't want anything serious right now. I thought I needed to figure me out by myself. I said a lot of things. And I believed I meant them. What was really going on was fear. I was afraid to lose my independence. I was afraid to give in. I was afraid of getting hurt. I told myself everything I could to justify that. I was so convincing that I fooled me. I coulda been just fine on a schedule. I coulda just calmed down, taken a step or two back, and have gotten to the meat of what was going on. I know I need space. I know I need alone time. But that doesn't equal being single. That doesn't equal scaling things down to a casual level. What that means is having "we" days and "me" days. That's what that equals. And even an idiot like me shoulda figured that out without having to break things off.

3: I've been nit-picking unfairly. This stems from my diabetes inflicted foreskin issue some of you know about. Well, it'd taken me out of sexual commission. And, unfortunately, in doing so, I started over analyzing the relationship. I'd taken every mole hill and made it a mountain. I had let myself create some distance because of it. I had let myself believe that I had to stop showing affection less I have another painful erection. And because of that, I let myself fall into some really destructive thought patterns. I let myself believe the lie that sex isn't that important, and that clearly, there's more to the story. Fact is, I shoulda just roughed it out and do what I could when I could. Sex is very important. Showing affection is very important. Sometimes, jus bearing the pain for a few moments to make sure the other person knows you still WANT them is important.

I didn't let Karen make me the better man. I didn't listen when she made simple little requests. I didn't do the things that love asks. I am now reaping the bitter fruits I've sown. I let her down. I let myself down. I let myself fall into the trappings of complacency. I fucked up. I don't deserve the kindness she shows me to this day. I owe her more than I can ever repay. She offered my herself, her love, her time, her strength, her companionship. And I gladly feasted like a ravenous beast. In return, I offered her a mixed bag of good words, the occasional kind deed, and a whole buch of undue grief. I wasn't honest with myself, which made me dishonest with her by default. I've been the asshole. Incidental or not. I've been unfair to her. I've been unfair to my friends for having them deal with my bullshit. I've unduly taxed everything around me because I was the asshole. I truly, honestly, apologize to everyone this has affected in some way. I know I'm not perfect. But that's a thin excuse for the things I've done. I don't know when I became so broken. I don't know when I became the flailing idiot I am today. I don't know when I lost the willingness to express the things I feel. I don't know when I became so lazy. I don't know when I started being dishonest with myself. I don't know why I was so fucking unwilling to just give. She never once asked anything of me that I was unable to do. I don't what happened, but I don't feel like such a nice guy anymore. I don't feel like I was the better man I prided myself on being.

To everyone who gave me counsel, I am sorry I wasted your time. I'm sorry for presenting you with a conundrum based on false pretences. In this amazing moment of self destruction, I have taken advantage of your time and energies. I have not been the good friend some of you prize me as.

To Karen. I am truly and deeply sorry for involving you in this quagmire of self deception. I cannot thank you enough for you care and consideration. Right now, a lot of things make english now more than ever. Know that as much as it hurts to have failed myself, it hurts that much more to have failed you. You really don't deserve me. You deserve better.

The truth hurts. And now, it would be my turn to cry...

5.01.2005

...I wonder

And still, I wonder if I made the right choices.
I wonder if I could be "ready" if I just try hard enough.
I wonder if this is yet another episode of "piss it all away".
I wonder if I really did right by her.
I wonder if I could have done somethings differently and made everything better.
I wonder if I really tried or was I just lying to myself.
I wonder if this is a reflection of some deficiency in me.
I wonder if I let the one go.
I wonder why I can never just be happy.
I wonder if I made the mistake of a lifetime.
I wonder what she saw in me that no one else seems to see.
I wonder why, after all those years of wishing for someone, I can't get my shit together enough to keep her.
I wonder if the hurting will stop.
I wonder if I got what I wanted and the cost of what I needed.