9/2 through 9/4/2011

I’m going to write about the whole weekend at once because I was either too tired, or too busy, at any given point this weekend to write about the events that happened the day before. My moods on these days were just full of joy, happiness, excitement, fun, and glory. For the most part anyway – Friday wasn’t glorious, but that’s all good.

In any event – Friday was more or less a normal day. I was texting with Elisha periodically as she and her family were on the way down here. It was mostly quiet , as it was a summer Friday, but it was a little busy as well given that we still have several folks out for Dragon Con. I also had to watch over the web queue again for the same reason as already stated. I just didn’t feel like being here because I hadn’t seen Elisha since March of 2009, and was anxious to have her fill my gaze and warm my soul again. So it was a long night as I knew she was going to finally be here in Atlanta, but I wasn’t going to be able to see her as they were gonna get here later in the evening and just get settled in at their hotel. It wasn’t a fun feeling – if you can imagine what it was like.

Anyway, I had to stay late again on Friday night, and once again got on the last train of the night. Thankfully I didn’t space out again, but there was another kick in the pants to be had as I got to the Arts Center too late. The last Atlantic Station shuttle had already left as it was already 12:55a. So I had to walk home from the Arts Center. It’s only about a mile walk from there, but still – not fun to do with my approximately 20 pound backpack on my back at the time. But I got home safe and sounds, so it was all good.

I finished up a few cleaning chores I had to do to get my condo in presentable appearance so I could show it off to Elisha and her family. I cleaned out the kittys’ litter, took out the trash, re-touched up the bathroom, and re-swept the floors. I just didn’t want it to look 100% like a “I don’t give a frak” bachelor lives there, which of course is indeed the case LOL. I “watched” my DVD of “The Empire Strikes Back” a couple of times while doing all this, and often stopped to focus on the action. Therefore, it took me until about 6a to finish my work – at which point I showered and headed to bed.

I got up at around noon, ran some water through my hair, got dressed, and headed downtown to meet up with Elisha at Dragon Con. My agony at knowing she was here, but not being able to see her, was to be grounded and pounded into me as I had to stand in line for a fiery forever before I was able to purchase my badge and meet up with her. See, I thought I was being smart by not heading down to the Con until Saturday. I figured every Geek worth their salt would have at least got all their shite done by Friday, if not pre-registered, and I would just be able to walk up to the counter and get my badge lickety split! Even so, I allowed for an hour and a half before the first panel I wanted to go to with Elisha – just to be safe. Well it wasn’t enough time.

I got down to the Sheraton on Courtland St, where registration was being held, to find a line that stretched COMPLETELY around the entire block on which the building stands. The line ended up zigzagging through a parking lot as well because, LOL, the entire periphery of the building just wasn’t large enough. It was insane. It took TWO HOURS for me to get from my initial point in line to finally getting my badge. Standing out in the heat most of that time was nasty, but even when the line finally started to plod through the Sheraton it didn’t get any better. It didn’t feel like the air conditioning was even on in the building – it was stuffy, smelly, and basically miserable. I was just drenched in sweat by the time this was over, so this wonderful hug from Elisha I’ve been dreaming about for what feels like an eternity is going to be mired with this nasty sweaty mess now. I wasn’t pleased with this turn of events – at all. Plus, it took so long that I completely missed the Battlestar Galactica panel that I planned to attend with Elisha, but at least she got to go. (She loved it, which is awesome!)

Finally after my registration nightmare was finished, I was able to text Elisha to find her location, and meet up with her. Seeing her again after all that time… it was brilliant. There are few words I have at my disposal that can accurately describe how amazing she is. Beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, brilliant, glorious – maybe if I could roll all of those words into one then it *might* come at least slightly close to touching upon her brilliance. If I didn’t care about taking her away from her family, and of course breaking the law, I would just kidnap her and keep her all to myself. The way I feel when I’m around her, versus the way I feel when I’m not – it must be what it’s like to be addicted to crack. So sometimes I really, really, really wish I didn’t care about her family too. But, alas, such is life I suppose.

In any event, Elisha and her family were kind enough to accompany me to a Doctor Who panel, where Sylvester McCoy, the actor who played the 7th Doctor in the late 80s, was a guest. We had to wait for like 45 minutes or so in a line there as well.

While we were waiting, Danielle texted me and we “talked” for a bit. She finally got her phone back. Poor girl – 17 and just recently came off of being grounded. I don’t envy her for sure. It’s almost funny, though, if I think about it too long. Jason – the most maladjusted kid I have ever met in my life – disciplining someone. Surely that is some kind of cosmic joke or something lol. Hey, but he has really turned out to be a stand-up guy. He’s a very successful, intelligent, and respectable dude now. It seems he’s doing right by Danielle, Theresa, and Thomas – and I’m proud of him for that. Ah… I have gotten off topic here. Danielle texted me – we “talked” while I was waiting in the Sylvester McCoy line with Elisha and family. Danielle = awesomesauce and a fellow lefty to boot – I wish they didn’t live all the way up in Massachusetts. We must have further putt putt adventures!

In any event, we had a blast at that panel as Mr. McCoy was very animated and engaging, cracking jokes and generally having fun. It was a blast. It’s so surreal to have met a Doctor. He walked right in front of me a couple of times during the panel. I guess if I hadn’t waited 20 mother frakking years to go to my second Dragon Con, or this might be my third one as I think Deana and I might have gone twice, then maybe I would have met many other Doctors. I think I spent far too many years not totally embracing who I am – the geek in me. Blah – sometimes I suck. It sucks to think that I’ve missed out on this for 20 years, and I had such a great time. Not only being around Elisha, and meeting people whose shows I’ve enjoyed – it was also being around a throng of others who are just like me. Seriously – I suck hardcore sometimes.

After the McCoy panel was over, we walked around for a bit, but that was basically all we did at the Con on Saturday – because it took me fourteen years to get my badge. Seriously – fourteen years, man. From now on – it’s pre-registration for me.

Anyway, then we all hopped on Marta and rode it to the Arts Center, and then took the shuttle to Atlantic Station so I could show them around my condo. They were blown away by my view and just the awesomeness that is Atlantic Station. Then we ate at the steak house “Strip” that’s in Atlantic Station – they have the best food there, man. It was great. We had a great time. We went back to the condo to see the sights again, as it was now night. The city was lit up, and they loved it. We talked for awhile, but we were all beat so it was time for them to head back to their hotel for the evening. And so ended Friday night.

I finished up my texting convo with Danielle before I went to bed. Talking about her going off to college. She’s a cheerleader, and I asked her if she loves it enough to want to do it in college. She says that she does, but she says she’s not good enough at it to do it in college. It reminded me of back when I asked Kris if he loved football enough to play it when he went off to Marshall (he hadn’t started college yet at that point). He said the same thing – that he did, but he wasn’t good enough to play in college. And maybe that’s just them being pragmatic and realizing their limitations. But at the same time, it makes me really sad. I don’t think there’s anything we can’t do if we apply ourselves to it. I mean – if it’s something you *love*. I’m not talking about *like* here, or even *enjoy*. I’m talking about if it’s something you *love*. I guess I was wondering if Kris was just playing football because of his Dad. Maybe he was – maybe he didn’t love it per se because he didn’t go off to Marshall and play. Which is fine, of course, but still…. Danielle seems like she really does love cheerleading, and if she does it would be sad if she gave it up in college just out of some lack of self-confidence or something. I believe that you are only not good enough when you don’t really want to be. Maybe that’s just me, though.

I told Danielle goodnight, because I was exhausted, but I ended up staying up for a bit as I was still jazzed about seeing Elisha. I played a bit of Mass Effect 2 as well, but mostly I was just looking over video and pics I shot while at the Con, and thinking of the glory of Elisha.

I got up on Sunday and got down to the Con at around the same time I did on Saturday. It took me awhile to find Elisha and her family, so for awhile I was roaming around the Marriott Marquis looking at folks in their costumes, and also doing a bit of shopping. I bought a scale model of the Tardis that makes the take off and landing sounds the Tardis makes, a sonic screwdriver set, and a poster of the 11th Doctor’s Tardis. Very cool stuff – you gotta keep that young part of you alive in your heart. Like Elisha says – we have to make time to play as well. I share that philosophy.

So finally I met up with them and they we were all hungry for some lunch, so we ate at Subway. There was no room in the Peachtree Center Mall area, so we ended up eating while sitting on the floor lol. It was a pretty classic time.

The only panel I wanted to go to on Sunday was a Buffy the Vampire Slayer panel, and Elisha really wanted to check that out as well. So we headed to the hotel where that was going to go down at, and we got there about 45 minutes early. However, there were already what looked like a thousand people already in line for the panel. One woman told me they had been there for two hours. Elisha later told me that is supposed to be against the rules – according to the book she got it says that you’re only allowed to line up an hour ahead of time. That’s why we figured we would be find with our 45 minute early entrance. Well, it was not to be. We waited the 45 minutes and as we were being herded toward the conference room they stopped us and said it was full. Too bad so sad for us. We weren’t happy about that, but hopefully at some future Con will we be able to go to a Buffy panel.

Then we headed back to the Marriott to check out the exhibitors, and also to prepare for a corset making panel that Elisha wanted to attend there. We looked around for a bit and then headed to the corset panel. Her huband, son, and I hung out in the back row, playing around on our handheld devices, while she soaked in the corset making info. I had to leave about 30 minutes in because I had to seriously vent some gas, but after the panel we all met up again and did some more shopping at the exhibitors. We also went to the Dragon Con “walk of fame”, where you can walk up to the stars there and get autographs. However, everyone we wanted autographs from were charging just silly amounts of money for their signature. I wanted Sylvester McCoy’s signature, but he was charging $30. She wanted Edward James Olmos, who was charging $60! It would be cool to have autographs, but filling up your tank with some gas, or getting some great food to eat, is way cooler. Sorry, dudes, but get over yourselves.

After that, we were beat again for the night and decided to go to dinner. I took them to my favorite Chinese restaurant in the area, which is Grand China in Buckhead. We had some great food, and great conversation – it was the best way to cap off another awesome day. And in an miracle occurrence, they allowed me to pick up the bill on this one. I can’t tell you the number of times that they have either cooked for me, or taken me out to eat. They even let me hang out with them at Myrtle Beach once, so finally it was my turn to pay for something. I was happy and honored to do so.

But like all great things, it had to come to an end. Elisha and her family decided they needed to leave to return to Princeton early on Monday, so they weren’t going to the 4th day of the Con festivities. So it was time to say our goodbyes. I didn’t want to do it, but we can’t avoid them, can we? At least I enjoyed our goodbye hug in that bittersweet way. And in other ways as we were pressed tightly chest to chest. Cheek to cheek is sweet, but chest to chest is heat. LOL! Nothing much left to say – I had a wonderful time, but now she’s gone and I wish she wasn’t.

I’m all focused on Elisha, but I do have to say that hanging out with her husband and her son was brilliant as well. I think the world of both of them too, and  often feel really bad that the dark side of my brain often makes brilliant plans for the kidnapping of Elisha. Honestly, this husband of hers is the only even remotely respectable person that she has ever been with, in my opinion, and it’s like night and day in comparison to her other suitors. It’s like Batman and Harvey Dent – the Dark Knights she has dated before and her husband who is this White Knight of honor and respectability. I like him a lot, and I feel bad that I often contemplate kidnapping his wife. Is that wrong? I think it is. But it’s been 26 years – I can’t change the way I look at her now even if I wanted to. Anyway, her youngest son was here with them and he’s brilliant and funny and cool as well. Just like his parents. A chip off the ol’ block, as my Mom likes to say in comparison of me to her and my Dad. That certainly applies to Elisha’s son in comparison to him and his awesome parents.

So – a great time was had by all. I miss Elisha terribly. If we’re lucky, though, there will be more days just like this one. Maybe even better and more awesome days – who knows. They loved the Con so much, they’re planning to come back again next year – and even try to get into a hotel on site. That would be sweet! Looking forward to that possibility.

Well, that’s all I have for you this time. Vale Elisha – until we meet again.

Until next time, when I will share it all with you…………after the fact!



Today was Thursday – 9/01/2011. Songs that most closely matches my mood = “Quasi una fantasia”  the first movement, most commonly known as “Moonlight Sonata” – Ludwig van Beethoven; and “The Kiss” – Trevor Jones, which itself is based on “The Gael” by Dougie Maclean. I love both of these pieces of music more than I can say. They are both filled with love, beauty, and romance – although the Moonlight Sonata definitely has touches of pain as well. “The Kiss” is from the movie “Last of the Mohicans”, with Daniel Day Lewis and Madeline Stowe, and is of course the lovely piece of music that plays when they kiss for the first time. Epic stuff – love it! Now – how this all relates to how I feel is the question, right? Love. Uncertainty. Anticipation. Longing. Out of reach. Like so much about life – it’s complicated.

Simply put, except for a handful of cool moments, today was complete shite. I didn’t go to bed until 7:12a (Mass Effect 2 playing lol) and didn’t get up until 2:07p. Ugh. I was late for work, but only by a few minutes. I found out on my way to work that my favorite pair of headphones has suddenly developed a short so bad that the sound cuts out every GD time I take a step. I had to take my iPhone out of my pocket and carry it in my hand in order to be able to listen to it. These headphones, Koss PortaPros, are just like $30 on Amazon, but have some of the best sound I’ve heard out of headphones. The bass response of these things is extraordinary. I’m a member of Amazon Prime, so I can get things overnighted to to me for just a $3.99 shipping charge. Needless to say, I ordered a new pair of Koss PortaPros from Amazon today. I hate I had to do it as I’ve only has these for like a year and a half, but I’m glad it’s so easy to get them replaced. I’m telling you – I have had two pairs of Bose Headphones ($150 at Best Buy), and these Koss kick their ass.

My work day was extraordinarily busy. We have several people out because of Dragon Con. No one really aggravated me to any serious degree, so there’s none of that to talk about. Just a generally busy day with tons of web tickets as well. I got several calls even in the last hour of my shift, which is unusual. It made getting everything done difficult – at best. We had no night lead because he’s one of those who are out for Dragon Con, so I had to watch the queue as well as take my calls. Busy, busy, pretty much non stop busy all day. Not a fun evening.

I had to stay late wrapping things up for the night, and didn’t get to the Marta station until the last train for the night was running. So I’m on the train finally going home for the night, and I’m listening to music at the same time. Well – I totally space out and miss my stop. Remember, this is the last frakking train of the night. I realize I miss my stop (Arts Center) by the time we get to the one after it (Lindberg Station). I’m in a place that is far, far beyond pissed off at this point. So I have to walk the about a mile or so to the QuikTrip on Sidney Marcus so I can get $20 out of the ATM in there, and catch a cab home. This wasted almost an hour of my night. So what a lovely cherry on top of this day of worm-infested shite. I hope this is not indicative of the kind of month September is going to be.

I can’t believe it’s already September, by the way. This year has been out of control with the flying by stuff. The 2011 NFL season kicks off in less than a week – I’m stoked! 🙂

I texted with Elisha today for a bit – was really too busy to text much. I’m sure she was too with packing and preparing for her trip down here this weekend. She didn’t text me goodnight – which bummed me out a bit, but come on – can’t expect that every night, right? Of course not! Anyway – Elisha and I didn’t really talk about anything in depth. We were both pretty busy.

Lee Jay and I texted more about the US Tennis Open. Caroline Wozniacki played tonight. She is Amazing Grace, that’s for sure.

Todd and I texted about Fantasy Football stuff. I’m helping him out with understanding why I think this move or that makes more sense in our league, which is set up and scores differently than your standard league. We had a productive conversation along those lines, I think.

I chatted with Mom on AIM – which is our work week ritual. We found out my cousin, Robbie’s, wife, Katie, the one I talked about in an earlier post who has the brain tumor, has about 10 to 20 years left to live. They can slow the growth, but not stop it. We’re all going to check out at some point, but to have your moments so time stamped — I can’t imagine how they must feel. Doctors have been wrong before, though. When my Dad had his heart attack in 93, they were sure he was gone. Mom wouldn’t let them stop trying to resuscitate him, though. They shocked him over 70 times, and told Mom even if he did stabilize that he would have brain / kidney / liver damage from all the shocks they gave him. They were wrong about all of it. He had no internal organ damage, and lived 11 more years than they obviously thought he would. Miracles happen. Prayers work. Anyone and everyone can have all the doubt in the world, but I’ve seen it. So we can’t stop praying for Katie – praying for Robbie – and praying for their child, Hunter. We can’t stop having faith.

That’s all that happened today, pretty much. I got home an hour later than usual, because I’m a space cadet. Watched my DVR of Big Brother, and finally Rachel and Jordan do something smart when they voted out Shelly. Awesome! And now it’s time for bed. Nighty night, folks. Until tomorrow, when I share it all with you… After the Fact!



Today was Wednesday – 8/31/2011. Songs that most closely matches my mood = “Vale Decem” – Murray Gold; and “Doctor Who 2010 Opening Theme” – Murray Gold. I’ve been listening to Doctor Who music all day. “Vale Decem” is a piece of music written by Murray Gold that is played in the last minutes of the life of the 10th incarnation of The Doctor. It is, at the same, a beautiful piece of music and also heartrendingly sad. “Vale Decem” is Latin for “Farewell, Ten”. It’s hard to describe how it makes me feel if you’ve never seen the episode, and don’t have a point of reference, but it’s sort of a combination of a breaking heart and tears, because your favorite Doctor is dying, and happiness  / excitement / anticipation because the next Doctor is being born. It’s brilliant and it’s wretched all at the same time. Sort of like life. Well…just like life, really.

Ok, well today was “one of those days”. You know the ones – where not much goes right. I got up early, because I wanted to go get my hair cut on the way to work. So I leave here at 1:45 – which is 30 minutes earlier than I normally would leave. I get out to the shuttle stop to wait for the Atlantic Station shuttle to take me to the Arts Center Marta Station. I’m standing there for awhile, and I decide to get out my iPhone and call up the “TransLoc” app, which allows me to track the GPS location of the shuttles – so I will have an idea of how long I will have to wait before the next one will be by to pick me up. Well, I see that for some infuriating reason they only have one shuttle running (usually two are running , at least), and it has just pulled up at the Arts Center. So by the time it makes it way back around to me, it will be like I didn’t get up early at all. This means if I want to get my hair cut, and not waste the sleep I didn’t get to have, I’m going to have to take a taxi.

So I take a taxi to the Great Clips, and get my hair cut – finally. It feels great, my scalp can breathe again, and looks good too in my opinion. Now, it’s about a 5 minute walk or so from Great Clips to the North Avenue Marta Station, but it’s about 2:20 at this point. Seeing another taxi waiting nearby, I decide to take it to work just to make sure I’m not late. The fair from home to Great Clips was $10, but I gave him $15, and the fare was the same from Great Clips to work – and I gave him $15 as well. So all in all I had to spend nearly $50 today just to get my hair cut – because the shuttles weren’t working on schedule! Agh! Actually, in all truth, I should have went on Saturday, when I didn’t have to be anywhere on time, and I could have avoided this aggravation. So I blame me. But it’s still annoying when things aren’t working like they otherwise usually do. And it always effs me in the ass when things aren’t working as they should!

So I get to work and I am inundated with calls about problems where apps aren’t working as they should. I get stuck on an hour and ten minute call because Word kept crashing Outlook for a user (Word is usually the program that handles reading and writing emails in Outlook). I had to uninstall and reinstall Word three times, not just once – but three times, to get it to work correctly. Then I got stuck on another almost hour long call because a user’s copy of Adobe Acrobat wouldn’t open PDFs in Internet Explorer. It, in fact, said that it was not the correct version to have that functionality, even though it was one of the versions it said was needed to do this. I know – nonsensical garbage like that happening all day! In the end, uninstalling and reinstalling didn’t even fix that. I had to set an option in Acrobat to force it to open and display PDFs when a browser link was used – instead of the ActiveX plug in trying to handle that like it really should. In the end, the same functionality is gained, and she couldn’t even tell the difference, but still it’s annoying when things don’t work like they should for no logical reason at all. AGH!

Other things -minor things not worth mentioning were aggravating today as well. Like the Marta train on the way home just sitting at the Midtown station, not moving, for 10 minutes with no indication from anyone as to why we had to sit there. I almost missed the last shuttle home to Atlantic Station because of it. But I didn’t, which saved me from just exploding and cursing the date of 8/31 for all time.

Anyway – a few things were pleasant about today. Elisha and I texted each other a lot again today. More talk of Doctor Who and The Old Republic, and I also vented a bit about my annoying day. She even texted goodnight to me when she went to bed – she hasn’t done that in a long time. It was sweet. It was just what I needed to brighten my evening after such a crappy day.

I texted with Todd about Fantasy Football stuff. I texted with Lee Jay about US Open Tennis. We wish that Andy Roddick was, or would become, more of a dominate player. We also discussed the glory of Maria Sharapova, as she played tonight as well. mmmmmmmmm Sharapova, or as Lee Jay and I call her: Sharalickmypola. Yes – we can be rude and crude…what did you expect? Admit it – that’s funny. You laughed!

I also chatted with Mom on AIM. Poor Mom is having trouble with her wireless router and having to reboot it almost daily. I’m concerned that people are trying to hack it or something. It’s only a year or so old – I can’t imagine it is dying already. I’m not sure when I am going to be able to make it back to Princeton to visit her and take a look at it. I might have to go up there for just a weekend. It’s a whopper of a drive, though, for just staying a couple of nights. We’ll see what happens, I suppose.

When I got home, I watched Big Brother, which was awesome because Jordan and Rachel won the POV and took themselves off the block. I’m so hoping they send Shelley home tomorrow night! Please – be smart for once! Then I put this past week’s Doctor Who episode on while I swept my hardwood floor clean, and just generally continued to tidy up in preparation for Elisha being here this weekend. I also played some Mass Effect 2 – still loving the Soldier class better in ME2 than in ME1. I’m going to finish rescuing Jack from the Prison station before I go to bed.

And to that end – that’s all I have for you. Until tomorrow, when I will share tons of stuff with you all… After The Fact!



Today was Tuesday – 8/30/2011. Songs that most closely matches my mood = “Alone” – Heart; and “Come to Me (Instrumental)” – Brad Fiedel (from the 1985 version of Fright Night). I’m feeling lonely, but not depressingly so – just a little lonely. No companion pic tonight – not enough time to think about it.

Not much time tonight because I need to get to bed – it’s 5:54a and I’m seriously going to try to leave early tomorrow so I can get my hair cut on my way in to work. I’ll take the train to Midtown Station, walk to Great Clips on 5th Street, have them do the deed, walk to North Avenue station from there and catch the train there to head to work. That’s the plan anyway.

Today wasn’t as busy a day as yesterday, but still was pretty busy. Not much to talk about on the work front – no surprises there. Plenty of calls and more than my share of tickets. Job security means there are always going to be problems to solve, and solve them I do.

I was able to text with Elisha today for about an hour! It was awesome, but it’s also a little sad. I’ve never met anyone else like her and sometimes that’s hard to deal with. Blah. Anyway, we talked about our Sci-Fi passions, as usual. Battlestar Galactica and Doctor Who information abounds. We hope to meet some of our favorite actors from our shows this weekend at Dragon Con. That will be sweet ass sweet! I can’t wait to see her this weekend, and I know I have to hold on to those seconds and try to wrap them around my heart so they won’t tick away so easily. Where’s a Time Lord when you really need him, eh? At the bottom of every cup of awesomesauce, there’s a little bit of pain. We have to pay for it somehow…right?

Elisha and I have this thing where one of us always knows when the other is thinking about them. I’ve heard the phone ding just before she’s called me. Like an echo of a ring that hasn’t happened yet. I will text her, “I’m thinking about you,” and she will text that I popped into her head just before she got the text. Today I texed her a smiley because I felt her close to me, and she texted back that she was sending me a message right as she got my smiley. We have this connection that transcends us – we always have. It’s almost like we’re twins. Like we’re Luke and Leia – strong with the force. Which is gross because I can’t even tell you the exact thousands of times I’ve had sexual encounters with her in my fantasies. I’ve never been connected like this with anyone else in my entire life. Ah, there I go getting sad again.

Anyway – I chatted with Todd today, giving him pointers on the best app to download to scan his machine for spyware (Malwarebytes). I texted with my brother about the US Open Tennis tournament that just started. We gotta talk about the hot chicks in their hot tennis skirts. I adore Caroline Wozniacki. She is lovely – and of course a damn good player as well. I like Maria Sharapova and Ana Ivanovich as well. I love tennis, and not just for the lovely ladies and their skirts, either. It’s one of the few sports I can actually play well. Love it!

So my brother and I talked tennis, and the chicks on the court. I talked to Mom about various things on AIM. I hadn’t heard from Danielle in awhile, but saw she finally posted on Facebook today. Their power is out and they’re up in a hotel for now. I assume it’s due to Hurricane Irene – didn’t really communicate with her I don’t know for sure what’s up. She starts her senior year of high school today – wow, those were the days. That was my favorite year of school…but that’s not really saying much. I hated that place with all my heart and soul. 🙂 I do not miss it at all. But I do have a lot of great memories. I hope her memories will be greater.

And that’s all I have. I need to go to bed. 700+ words in 20 minutes. Not bad. I am a writer. Always have been, always will be. Right, Dad?

Until tomorrow, when I will share it all with you……..After the Fact.



Today was Monday – 8/29/2011. Songs that most closely matches my mood = “Are You Happy Now” – Michelle Branch; and “Come to Me (Instrumental)” – Brad Fiedel (from the 1985 version of Fright Night). I’m feeling tired and aggravated. Check out the companion photo here: commonterry.tumblr.com.

Not much to write for now, as not much went on today. It was a very busy day of working from home. Not stop calls and plenty of tickets assigned to me. I think I created about half a dozen network accounts today. Not sure what other businesses out there are doing, but we are hiring non-stop it seems. I think I get network account requests every single frakking day. Anyway – that was basically all I did today.

I did do some cleaning around here, and got some dishes and laundry done. I watched a bit of TV (“Rizzoli and Isles”, and DVR stuff of “In Plain Sight” that I hadn’t watched yet), and of course played some Mass Effect 2. I’m enjoying the Soldier class in ME2 better than I did in ME1. They changed the Adrenaline Rush ability in ME2 so that it slows down time for you. It makes it a billion times easier to aim at your enemies head and kill them. It’s a lot of fun.

In any event – that was the bulk of my day. I was so busy I didn’t even text or email anyone. I chatted with Mom on AIM like every work day, but not much – was too busy. So there you go – a day chock full of blah and so many aggravating issues that I can’t even get started. It’s time for bed.

Until tomorrow, when I share it all with you……….. After the Fact!



Today was Sunday – 8/28/2011. Songs that most closely matches my mood = “Soap on a Rope” – Chickenfoot; and “Already in Love” – Pearl Jam. Just feeling like I rock the world. “Get your buzz on – right now!” Check out the companion photo here: commonterry.tumblr.com.

I went to bed last night at 6:51a and got up today at 5:09p – 10.3 hours of sleep. I got up, took a shower, and went to the 6p church service, which was awesome. The message was talking about how no one can recover from any bad situation until they totally admit their role in it. Too many times, when we do the wrong thing, we always have an excuse for it. “Yeah I did that, but………..” There’s always a “but” – where we will take some kind of partial responsibility for the issue, only as much as we have to, so we can just go on with our lives. Then the rest of the truth gets buried in our hearts where it drags us down the rest of our lives. The message started last week, where the pastor is talking about how if the members of government, Democrats; Republicans; and everyone else all alike, would just admit they have have an addiction to spending, and work to recover from it, then the country could recover from this situation. They always want to blame it on each other, and every other possible thing, instead of just admitting that they can’t stop spending money on nonsensical things. But the message is also about how we can’t wait for them to figure this out – fixing things start with me, not you. Fixing things starts with we, not them. I’ll post links to the messages, both last week and this, in the future.

It all made me realize how, in my mind, I’ve often blamed the failure of my marriage totally on my ex-wife. The truth is, though, that I married her only because I was scared to death of being alone my whole life. I loved her, yes, but I distinctly remember a moment, just before we got married, where I realized that I didn’t belong with her and shouldn’t marry her. I explained it away by telling myself I was just getting “cold feet”. But I knew in my heart that I was doing the wrong thing. So the truth is that if I had just done the right thing to begin with, then we wouldn’t have gotten married in the first place. But I went into the marriage with doubts, and that played a role in how the marriage went. I didn’t often treat her like a partner. I made us keep our money separate – and we had separate bank accounts. She hated my friends, and when she wanted to hang out with her friends, as a punishment, I often wouldn’t go. Even though I actually did like several of her friends. I’m a night person, and she wasn’t, and even though I knew she wanted me to at least lay down with her when she went to bed – I often didn’t, unless there was sex involved. I could have compromised more – I could have been a better husband for sure. I’ve never really owned up to my part in that, and really the bottom line truth that I knew I had no business marrying her to begin with. So I want to own this now, instead of letting it remain buried in my heart.

When you make mistakes, own them. Don’t let there be, “Yeah, I did this, but…….” There is indeed often another side, and plenty of reasons why we decide to do things. But the bottom line is that you make your choices, and you should own them – good and bad. My ex-wife was no saint, and she sucked hardcore at being a wife to me, so, yeah, there are two sides to the story. But I own the truth that I married the girl for all the wrong reasons. I loved her, but loving someone isn’t all you need to marry them. You need someone you can’t imagine living the rest of your life without. Blah – I’m getting carried away here, like I often do.

Anyway – I’m so glad I started going to this church. I used to think I didn’t need this. That I could study the bible on my own and get just as much out of it as I could going to church. I’m just too independent for my own good sometimes. I’ve been going to this church since around May, I think, and I’ve already learned so much that I don’t even know where to start. It’s been really good for my soul, I can tell you that. There are several other truths about myself that I buried in my heart, like the one above, and I’m learning to own them and let them go. I’m taking it to God and letting him know that I need to let go of these half truths, and embrace the whole. I hope we all can learn to do that.

Here’s what else happened today. I talked to Mom on the phone about the still growing dysfunction between my Brother and Sister in Law. Ugh. I texted Elisha a lot about her upcoming trip here this weekend, and the glory of Dragon Con. I reminded her that she needs to pick it up in the Doctor Who watching front, so she can get caught up with me. While we’re still young, Elisha. I watched “True Blood”, “Big Brother”, and a couple of episodes of “South Park”. I played some Mass Effect 2, which is always awesome. I ate and drank good stuff. I went for a walk/jog – 3 miles. I’m feeling good. And that was pretty much my day, folks.

I still need to get my hair cut. I’m going to stop trying to plan it. It’s going to happen when it happens. Tomorrow and Tuesday I work from home. I’m going to clean up the place in between calls tomorrow. The place isn’t a wreck as I did a massive clean up job a couple of weeks ago when my brother and nephew came up. But these hardwood floors – as soon as a speck of dust falls on them you can see it. Cleaning is this non-stop enterprise. I hate it. I need to hire a maid and just forget about it. Anyway – cleaning in between calls tomorrow. Work. Laundry. And some ME2 as well, I’m sure. Then another walk/jog sometime after work. That’s the plan, but I’ll tell you all about it…

…After the Fact! Until then:


Today was Saturday – 8/27/2011. Songs that most closely matches my mood = “If you can’t live with me, then why aren’t you dead yet” – Mayday Parade; and “Love on a Real Train” – Tangerine Dream. “Love on a Real Train” isn’t a song, per se, it’s a piece of music from the movie “Risky Business” that plays while Tom Cruise and Rebecca De Mornay are fooling around on a subway train. I’m in a general good mood, with this passionate under current. A link to a clip from “Risky Business” will be my picture of the day that shows my mood – look for that at commonterry.tumblr.com. 🙂

“Baby, I sorely miss the vibrant gleam that’s in your eyes….”

The fact that I’m in a good mood is a miracle considering how the day started. I did end up losing track of time somewhat last night while playing ME2, and didn’t end up going to bed until 7:59a. I got up at 4:15p to start my day and go pick up my zipcar. However, things started to take a sour note soon after.

I checked my mail and got an invoice from the storage people, and upon reading it got all confused. Here is what I had to deal with on this freaking insane invoice, but first some background.

The last invoice I got at the end of July said I owed $118. I was late a month at that time because I go out of town often to visit family, and I just can’t get up there to pay my bill. Saturdays is the only day I can do this as they are closed on Sundays, which is fine – I respect businesses like this and Chick Fil A that stand by their beliefs and do what they feel is right. It makes things inconvenient for me, but I respect it. I really wish their online system would let me pay my bill there. They keep saying they’re “working on it”. Blah.

I know I’m going to be busy next weekend, with Elisha being here and Dragon Con happening, which is why I tried to take care of September’s payment today. Anyway, on this invoice I got today there is a credit for $140 that was brought forward. This is confusing because the invoice I got for August says, as I said, I owed $118, which I paid on the 8th of this month. There should be no balance, or credit, to be brought forward at all. Anyway – rent for July to August took $59 out of this credit for a resulting credit balance of $81. Then a late fee of $20 (which is understandable) took the credit down to $61. Then another late fee of $75 turned the credit into a resulting balance owed of $14. That’s a late fee that’s larger than what my monthly rent for the storage unit is! Anyway, rent for August to September, $59, results in a balance owed of $73. Then it seems that $75 late fee was removed, and now I’m in credit again in the amount of $2. Then my payment of $118 on 8/8/2011 is reflected and now I have a credit of $120. Then rent for September through October, $59, leaves me with a credit of $61. So what am I supposed to do?! Assume they don’t want me to pay for September, or apparently October since I appear to have a remaining credit of $61 on my account?! The left hand doesn’t seem to know what the right hand is doing here.

So now I’m not only having to go up there to pay for September, and drop some extra stuff off, but I have to figure out what the F is up with my account. I don’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth with all these credits, but I also don’t want to steal from these people if this is some kind of clerical error. I have reserved a zipcar for 2 hours, which is costing me about $24. So I pack up the zipcar with my stuff, take along this invoice of madness, and head up there.

This place is advertised, both on their web site and on the door to place itself, to be open Monday through Saturday from 9a to 6p. I get there at about 5:20p and find the place locked up and no one in sight. When I went up there on the 8th, the same thing happened, but I waited around for a bit and the woman who runs the place showed up to help me. (She lives just around the corner, so I image she keeps an eye on the security cameras and comes up when someone pulls up.) Anyway, I waited around this time and no one showed. So now my ticked off is creeping ever so vigilantly into the pissed off zone. I decide “Fuck it – if they want to give me two months free, they can eat it since they don’t want to run the business on a GD Saturday either – assholes.” I can’t sit around forever because I need to take the zipcar back by 6:30p, so I head down to the gate to drive up to my unit and drop my stuff off there. However, my GD gate code isn’t working. I can’t get in there to drop off my stuff. There is a button on the pad you use to enter the code, to ask for help, so I press that button. No one responds to it, though, of course. I call their phone number, and naturally no one answers that either. So now I am beyond pissed. Not only have I wasted $24 on this zipcar, with absolutely zero productivity gained, I have also wasted two hours of my frakking life!

So I had to come back to the condo, unload the zipcar and bring the stuff back in here, and go drop it off. The only thing I got out of the whole excursion was I stopped by the Racetrac gas station and got a frozen Dr Pepper, because frozen Dr Peppers kick all the ass in the entire universe. The frozen drinks at Racetrac usually have the same awesome consistency that Slurpees do at 7 Elevens, rather than the weirdo consistencies you find with other frozen drinks like Icees. Anyway – I love frozen Dr Pepper, and having one made me feel a bit better.

So that was the craptastic start to my day, and I kind of felt like it was a bad omen. Was tonight’s episode of Doctor Who going to suck ass? Is this whole day going to be like the licking out of an asshole? Please, no! I did end up writing an email to the storage owner asshats to ask them to tell me what is up with my account, and get my gate code fixed. I’ll detail the results of that exchange in the future….

I also got an email from Elisha today, talking about some vlogs I posted on here a while ago, but since have taken down for personal reasons. I gave her the links to watch them, and she enjoyed them. I wrote an email to her just to touch base, and thank her for the comments. I can’t wait for her to be here….

Then I turned my attention to making some food to eat while I watched Doctor Who. I was in the mood for some Fish and Chips – Chips being what they call fries in the UK. And not the skinny shoestring fries that are prevalent here in America, but thick cut “Steak” fries. So I deep fried some beer battered fish, deep fried some fries, and even heated up some left over wings as well.

I have created my own wing sauce, and was craving some of it. Most Buffalo style wing sauce is made with either melted butter or margarine as a base, because when that stuff cools it congeals. This makes the hot sauce thick so it will stick to the wings. I wanted to come up with a sauce that would be somewhat thick, but not have such a fatty base that you get with butter or margarine. So I used tomato paste as the base. Then I poured a lot of Frank’s hot sauce over that. I added some white vinegar to give it some zest. Then some splashes of Worcestershire sauce. Then I put a tad of garlic salt in, and felt it was done then. It tastes awesome! I love cooking, and making up shit on the spot. Yes, my shit tastes good, bitches. LOL.

Then Doctor Who came on, and WOW…just wow, man it was FANTASTIC! BRILLIANT! This series has been one of the best, if not the best, that it has ever aired. It was so good that I just didn’t want it to end.

Whenever I watch something I end up loving, whether it’s a movie or a TV show or whatever, I’m often sad at the end of it. It doesn’t need to be a sad or depressing movie – it just has to be something I ended up loving. I use to wonder why I do this. I’ve wondered things like – I’m a gigantic pussy? Am I just too emotional? Am I a freak?
I think it has to do with the love part. No one likes to be separated from that which they love. So when a lovely movie or show is over, I will often be sad. I don’t want it to be over. Even though I know I can watch it again, it’s still going to end again. But I watch it again anyway. 🙂
I think I just feel things too hard. Every little thing resonates on intense frequencies. It’s often annoying, and I wish I could be like most dudes and just not care – or at least care less.

Whenever I watch something I end up loving, whether it’s a movie or a TV show or whatever, I’m often sad at the end of it. It doesn’t need to be a sad or depressing movie – it just has to be something I ended up loving, and it makes me sad when it ends. I use to wonder why I do this. I’ve wondered things like – Am I just too emotional? Am I a freak? Why does this always happen?

I think it has to do with the love part. No one likes to be separated from that which they love. So when a lovely movie or show is over, I will often be sad. I don’t want it to be over. Even though I know I can watch it again, it’s still going to end again. But I watch it again anyway. 🙂 It’s not a depressing kind of sad – it’s a longing kind of sad. Elisha once told me that she doesn’t watch the ending episodes of shows she loves on Netflix because of stuff like this, but I just love the journey too much to not let it end when it has to end. Despite the fact that it makes me sad.

I think I just feel things too hard. Every little thing resonates on intense frequencies. It’s often annoying, and I wish I could be like most dudes and just not care – or at least care less. It makes life more complicated than it already is. It has its benefits, though. I think I understand people, their motivations, and just emotion in general better than a lot of other people do. If I could change this aspect of me, I’m not sure that I would want to. Any change I’m sure would end up feeling numb to me, and I don’t think I want to go through life feeling numb.

Anyway – after Doctor Who was over, my friend Todd texted me and we texted for a bit. Then he logged into Gmail and we chatted there. We are both in a Fantasy Football League of which I am the Commissioner, and he offered to help me work on our rosters on our website and get them ready for our offseason free agency period. It was so awesome for him to offer, because this kind of administration could take hours for someone to do alone. So we did a video chat, which is Gmail’s version of Skype, and talked to each other while we worked on the rosters. We told jokes, laughed, and got A LOT accomplished. It still took hours, but we were entertaining each other, as well as working, which made the experience far more awesome than it ever could have been otherwise. It was a great way to wind down the night. Many, many thanks to Todd for kicking ass, being one of my best friends, and indeed one of the most awesome human beings I know. Thank you!

My friend Paul also logged into Gmail and chatted with me about how awesome Doctor Who was this week. Man it’s such an awesome show!

So that was my day. Despite the shitty beginnings, it turned out awesome and I’m feeling content and happy. Tomorrow I may go get my hair cut, but if I don’t wake up in time to go do that then I won’t. I at least want to go to 6p church service at Buckhead Church (buckheadchurch.org). After that I will clean up the condo a bit as Sundays is the day I usually do that. “True Blood” comes on at 9, and I’m looking forward to that. “Big Brother” also comes on, but I will wait until later in the night and watch my DVR of it. So that’s what is on tap for tomorrow as far as I know. I’m flexible, though, so if things change then they change. I may decide to go to the movies – who knows.

Don’t forget to check out my tumblr page for the Risky Business video, and the music “Love on a Real Train”, if you want to get a handle on my vibe tonight.

Until tomorrow,


Today was Friday – 8/26/2011. Songs that most closely matches my mood = “Be Somebody” – The Kings of Leon; and still feeling “M4, Pt2” – Faunts –  today as well. I’m just feeling’ funky, my friends lol. 🙂 In a general good mood, really.

I hit the  hay last night at 6:43a and got up at 1:55a. On Fridays I don’t have to rush as much as Fridays are dress down day, so I get up and throw on a T-shit and put on a hat and don’t even touch my hair. Plus I always eat stuff from the CNN Center food court on Fridays, so I don’t have to worry about packing foods to eat. Anyway, I got out of here today to head to work at about 2:25p, and actually made it to the CNN Center by 2:50p – which is something of a miracle. So I was able to get food and make it to my desk by 2:55p. It was an awesomesauce way to start the day.

If only I didn’t have to wear pants to work – life would be mostly perfect. I hate to wear pants. If I could wear shorts 24/7, I would enjoy life so much more than I do. I was writing to Danielle tonight (jumping ahead in my timeline a bit – sorry), and I forgot to tell her that I noticed on her tumblr blog that she reblogged a pic that said “I hate wearing pants”. I meant to tell her that I hate it, too. Can’t stand it, really. Heck, when I sleep I usually stick at least one leg out from under the covers. Just not a big fan of covering up my legs. Not that my legs are a point of vanity for me or anything, even though I do think my legs are awesome. And I had a girlfriend once who embraced one of my legs once and remarked about how awesome they are…. Yes, it came out of left field at that time as well. Anyway… none of that is why I don’t like wearing pants. I just don’t like it! Okay? lol And if I didn’t have to wear them, I wouldn’t mind going into the office so much – that’s how I got on this train of thought. Working from home Mondays and Tuesdays is so awesome because I just sit in my pajama shorts all day. And that is just priceless to me, let me tell ya.

Anyway – back to work matters – today was yet another Summer Friday, which means most folks left at 3p. Which, by a further token of awesomeness, is when I arrive. So most of a normal Summer Friday is really relaxed and quiet for me. Nothing extremely interesting, or annoying, happened today.

I did have one call, though, where a person was using their own personal USB headphones at their desk, and for some reason the computer wouldn’t play any sound through them. I couldn’t figure out why not, because according to the computer they were working fine. I did everything I could think of doing. When I can’t figure out why something isn’t working like it should, it really annoys the piss out of me. It doesn’t happen often, fortunately, but still – it’s aggravating. But the person on the phone made it worse by saying, “I don’t understand why this isn’t working today – it worked fine yesterday.”

Why do people think that functionality in the past has any bearing on today, or in fact should somehow PREVENT any form of breakage today – or make it less likely to break – or something? I don’t understand how one draws the straight light from Point A to B on that – it makes no logical sense at all. So when I told the user, “Well, just because I’m alive today doesn’t mean I’m going to be alive tomorrow,” they laughed and chided me. They were trying to make ME feel like *I* was being silly. Seriously?! Seriously?

I feel like a part of my job is not to just fix problems like the headset issue – but to try and help the people I talk to learn to reason a little better. Well – this person wasn’t having any of it. Of course, now I’m rehashing this point on that’s been on my list of things that aggravate me for about 6 years now. Sorry. But still – EVERYTHING is always working the day BEFORE it stops! Honestly – this is indeed the case! But still, people always say this All. The. Time. When your tire goes flat – “Ah man, I can’t believe my tire is flat. It wasn’t flat yesterday.” Really? And that should have prevented the tire from going flat today because …………………………? What exactly is this statement indicative of to people? Can someone please comment and explain why saying this makes sense to you? I would really like for someone to explain it to me. But, really, my best way of making fun of this is what I wrote in the list of things that aggravate me. I wonder when a person like this dies, do they march up to the throne of God and say, “God – I can’t be dead! I was alive yesterday!” LOL! Perhaps God will be able to connect the dots for them, whereas my imperfections prevent such success.

In any event, like I said it was a mostly quiet day at work. I chatted with Mom on AIM. Todd logged into his Gmail account and chatted with me there, as I am usually logged into at least one of my Gmail accounts all day. Mom and I just shot the breeze and didn’t discuss much other than the growing dysfucntionality between my brother and sister and law. I don’t think this is going to end well. Todd and I just chatted about random stuff – mainly his job, my job, blogging, and fantasy football stuff.

I texted with Elisha a lot today – more than we have in a long time. She talked about the fact that she pre-ordered “The Old Republic” (woo hoo!), our guild on the TOR site, playing Tennis, lovely short Tennis skirts (which are awesome), blogging and vlogging. It was a nice little chat – I enjoyed it.

Then my friend Paul logged into his Gmail account and started chatting with me. We talked about Doctor Who, and other Sci-Fi shows that we love now, or loved when we were kids. He was encouraging me to start watching Firefly, which I really do want to watch, and I was encouraging him to watch the 2004-2009 version of Battlestar Galactica, and also Fringe. It was a cool chat, but unfortunately I had to cut it short to close out the tickets assigned to me over the course of the day, and from all the calls I took.

While I was working tickets and chatting with Paul, Danielle sent me a message on Facebook. Since I was so busy I had to put off replying to her until I got home.

So of course I’m home now, and I really haven’t done much in the way of productivity since I got home other than writing back to Danielle, writing this, eating a little homemade soup and wings, and listening to music. I wanted to continue on further Mass Effect 2 adventures, but it looks like I will go to bed shortly instead as it’s 5:49p. Maybe I will do one quest in ME2. Hopefully I won’t lose track of time and next notice the time when it’s 8am lol.

I like to let myself just sleep on Saturdays until I wake up naturally. No alarms or anything, but tomorrow I need to go pay for my storage building. Their web portal where I used to be able to pay it online doesn’t work, blah, so I have to drive out there to do so as I no longer write checks. To facilitate this, I have a Zipcar (www.zipcar.com) reserved to pick up at 4:30p. The Storage folks close at 6p, so I can’t just sleep indefinitely. Plus I have some more stuff I should have put in storage when I moved in here over a year ago lol. So I will take that stuff out there. Maybe I will go get my hair cut as well. The only other thing going on tomorrow, that I know of, is Series 6 of Doctor Who picks up with episode 8 where Episode 7 left off back in June. There are 6 episodes to go for Series 6, including this one. It’s been a great series so far, and I’m looking forward to how it all will turn out between now and Episode 13 in October. Doctor Who – woo hoo! Anyway – I’m thinking of going to see a movie after Doctor Who. Maybe “Our Idiot Brother” because Paul Rudd rules, and the trailer was hilarious.

Well, that’s all I have for today. Don’t forget to check out my pic of the day, which reflects my current mood, on my tumblr at http://commonterry.tumblr.com. Have a good one, and I’ll be back here tomorrow….



Today was Thursday – 8/25/2011. Songs that most closely matches my mood = “M4 – Pt2” – Faunts; “Jaime All Over” – Mayday Parade. I’m feeling jovial and content.

I woke up on time today as well. Not as early as yesterday, I laid in bed for a few more minutes, but I still got up early enough. I went to bed yesterday at 6:47a and got up at 1:41p. I was able to get ready, get my laptop packed up, pack my food for the day, and get out the door by 2:20p. I arrived at work by 2:55p, early once again. It’s been a good work week for me, especially in the time management area of my life. The reason I’m noting this is I’m working to make myself accountable for time management, and being to work on time. I’m usually not anywhere on time, ever. I’m worse that Marty McFly, in all honesty. If ever anyone needed a time machine, it’s me. I want a TARDIS! – but I’d definitely settle for a DeLorean lol.

I had another good day at work, but it was unusually busy. I took about an entire shift’s worth of calls within the first few hours. Nothing was broken or down – it was just busy. I only hit a few Husks the whole day as well, which is awesome. See the Work Highlights text file, lines 1 through 23, for today’s moments of brilliance.

I’ve been in a lively mood all day. It’s just one of those days where the loneliness isn’t pressing down on me. I texted with my Mom, my brother, Todd, and Elisha. I chatted on AIM with Mom as well, like I do every work day.

Conversation highlights of the day:

It’s the weekend of the Nascar race at Bristol. My brother goes to it every year, but this year my sister in law is threatening to throw all my brother’s stuff out in the yard if he goes. If I know my brother, he’s going to go. The two of them have always been dysfunctional, but I sense a storm on the horizon. And my poor little nephew is going to suffer for it. I will pray; that’s all I can do.

Texted with Elisha about pre-ordering Star Wars: The Old Republic – she headed to Gamestop to do so. Sweet!

I was cutting through one of the Phillips Arena parking lots on my way to the train tonight, as always, and I saw a car parked in there with “Charlotte Fire Department” emblazoned on it. Weird. There was a fireman’s jacket in the backseat – with the reflective florescent yellow/green stripes on it. I didn’t look at the plates, but in a Google search I see that Georgia doesn’t have a Charlotte. We have a Lake Charlotte, and Cape Charlotte, though. So I think it was a Charlotte, NC vehicle. I’m curious why some Charlotte fire department official needed to drive what I’m sure is a taxpayer’s vehicle to Atlanta. I’m sure I’ll never know – just one of my random observations.

I got home and watched TV shows recorded on my DVR. I watched “Big Brother” – ugh I can’t believe that Shelley voted against Jeff and Jordan after they had been so close all season. Essentially what she is teaching her child is that it’s okay to stab a friend in the back as long as money is on the line. I hope she’s gone soon. Then I finally watched my DVR of Tuesday’s episode of “Pretty Little Liars”. It was awesome. I love a good mystery. I started watching this show when it premiered last year because I was hoping it would remind me of “Veronica Mars”, which the CW cancelled WAY before its time. It kind of did at first, but now it’s on it’s own thing. They didn’t wrap up the mystery at the end of the season like they always did on “Veronica Mars”. I hope they don’t keep this going years and years, though – I want to know who “A” is! Can’t they figure this out, and start a new mystery? Or something? Anyway – it was a great episode.

Then I finished my third play through of Mass Effect. This time with a female Soldier who was strictly Paragon. After I finish this I’m going to start up Mass Effect 2 and port over her save game, then continue her adventures in that game. It shall be awesome with a cup of awesomesauce on the side!

I’m glad tomorrow is Friday. We still have a few more summer Fridays left – which is when most of the staff, except for people on the News side of things, leave for the day at 3p. It’s usually quiet. Still, I can’t wait to get into the weekend. I don’t have much planned for this weekend, save for the fact that Series 6 of “Doctor Who” is starting up again on Saturday night at 9p on BBC America. We had episodes 1 through 7 of the series from April through June, and then they took a break for most of the summer. Now episodes 8 through 13 will air through October 1st – which will wrap up Series 6. I’m so excited; I can’t wait!

Then next weekend Elisha will be in town! I’m looking forward to that. Life can truly be glorious every now and then.

Well it’s 5:17a now. I’m gonna fire up Mass Effect 2 and play for a bit before hitting the hay. Goodnight!

I need to take my contacts out tonight and give my eyes a rest. Sorry – random thought there that just popped into my head.

Until tomorrow, folks…. 🙂


Journal (or 8/24/2011)

A while ago, I announced my “retirement” from the written blog, and a movement into a new direction of vlogging instead. Well after one hour long vlog I’ve realized that I really don’t want to do that. It was fun, mind you, but I don’t think it’s the way I want to go about expressing myself. I need better editing of my thoughts, and I think in the written word rather than the spoken word. It’s better for me to post my thoughts, and edit them to be more clear and concise, by writing them out.

However, I don’t really want to go back to the days of posting novella length blog posts either. I’m going to try to move in the direction of just making this a sort of daily journal where I will post the events of the day, and I’m sure my comments about things along the way. The trouble with making this a journal is that I can’t really post my deepest, darkest thoughts and feelings – without being at least somewhat obtuse. This isn’t a private space, and I don’t want it to be. Anyone in the frakking world can read this. There are things I can’t say – feelings I can’t reveal. Not bare in the vampire dusting sunlight anyway.

I usually use poetry to say things I don’t want to plainly say, and I’m sure I will continue doing that, but just fair warning – there will sometimes be things you will read here that will not make sense to you. Or maybe they will, or you will think they are making sense. Just move along when you come to them. Don’t ask me about them. I won’t tell you. Unless you’re my brother or Mom, Elisha, Todd, or James – someone really close to me. Then maybe I’ll tell you. It depends – no promises. Don’t try to force your perception of what I’m saying on me – regardless of who you are. I’m likely not interested in your perception of my reality, unless you’re one of the above folks.

So here begins the new format.

Today was Wednesday – 8/24/2011. Songs that most closely matches my mood = “In the Air Tonight” – Phil Collins; “Alive” – Pearl Jam. I’m feeling manically melancholy.

I woke up when I wanted to today – around 1:35p. After 42 years I still can’t seem to find the right balance with having peace with the time I go to bed (feeling I have accomplished enough for the day), and getting enough sleep. I have an app on my iPhone that I use as an alarm, but it’s cool in so much that it can keep track of what time a go to sleep and wake up every day. Then it keeps track of this information, and tells me how many hours I’ve slept that day, and avg per week, month, and year. It’s pretty cool. I went to bed yesterday at 7:33a and got up at 1:39p. That’s 6.1 hours of sleep – not enough. I was feeling it, too. But there are nights where I will be thinking, “Damn I’m SO tired,” and then I find something else I want to do and lose track of time. Blah. I really need to work on this. I need to start getting more sleep; I’m not getting any younger.

Everything went right while I was getting ready for work as well, surprisingly enough. I was able to leave at 2:18p, which meant that I should be early arriving for work. And I did – I got to work at 2:51p, which is 9 minutes early. I was pleased. 3p to 12a went well – it was by and large a nebulous free day. I was able to help a lot of people correct various I.T. problems, working out technology puzzles, and answering questions that folks needed answered. It’s these things that I love about my job, and today was a great day of doing it.

The only truly annoying thing that happened at some point during the 24 hours that made up 8/24 was I had to jack-in to the Matrix and download a new lesson. Periodically the Matrix feels the need to publish, and then require, everyone to jack-in  and download courses directly into our brains  to “teach” us things that should be obvious to even the most brain dead of the living. In the real world it’s never learning something awesome like Kung-Fu. Nope – this one “taught” me how Social Media (Facebook, Twitter, blogs, etc) benefits the Matrix, and how I should behave online – even on this place, my own blog. I mean, if that’s not ridiculously arrogant audacity, I don’t know what is.

But it’s a reflection of what society has become over the years. God forbid that we “offend” anyone. God forbid we stop rewarding losers with ribbons just because we want to coddle everyone. This, and similar actions, have resulted in a world where everyone thinks they’re entitled to everything they think they deserve. Now we live in the world where “perception is reality” isn’t just a cliche. Just because someone has a perception, even if it’s mistaken, we can’t simply tell them – “Uh, no, your perception doesn’t equal reality.” Politically Correct behaviors are ruining the world. I’m not immune to any of this – I often feel like I’m entitled to everything I think I deserve. I also often feel like my argument is the only valid one. I’m trying to stop, though.

The land of the free and the home of the brave? This is not freedom, exactly, and there’s nothing brave about being gigantic whiners. Offend people – that’s life, losers. Life doesn’t spend it’s time picking you flowers, does it? Life is difficult. Life is complicated. People who whine about their perceptions being reality just need to be corrected – why is this not the answer?! Why do we have to worry about nonsense? Why can’t we have faith that the truth will champion us in the end? Why do we coddle perception, and therefore ultimately champion it? If you don’t correct people when they’re wrong, then they’ll just go through their whole lives being ignorant. We really should be more concerned with truth and correction, than whether some screaming vagina is offended or not.

The world has really changed so much from the 70s to what it is now. I’m hoping that 30-40 years from now, we will have found some balance between celebrating freedom and actual reality, and placating the masses. We’ve gone from one extreme to another. There has to be a balance in here somewhere. Hopefully we will find the answer before everyone becomes a screaming vagina.

Where in the constitution, or the law, does it say that we have to care about everyone’s perception of someone else’s reality?

Anyway – besides that totally irredeemable bit of lunacy, my day went well. I chatted with Mom and Todd online, and got some texts from Todd.

One of my cousins’ wife had a brain tumor, and had surgery today to remove it. The news is everything went well, and the doctors seem hopeful that it’s not malignant. I’m praying her, and for my cousin and their child.

Got an email from Elisha – that always makes me smile. It was just a few words, but still – it was awesome. I miss her so much every day.

Well writing this, and watching TV at the same time, has taken entirely much more time than it should have. It is 4:36a now. I wanted to go for a jog tonight – I need the exercise. Well, more of a combo of walking and jogging. The idea is to keep my heart rate steady to promote weight loss – not to press myself in to the cardio zone. I’m not sure if I will go now or not. Blah.

I want to play some Mass Effect.

Check out my tumblr page at http://commonterry.tumblr.com/. I’m going to post a pic of me, or something, that I take at the time I’m writing that reflects my current mood of the day every time I make a post in this Blogernal. Or is it a Jourblog? Something like that.

Until tomorrow…..

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