State Fair

Tonight is packing night for the weekend. I'm bringing Scott to the New York State Fair-something that has been a big thing for me for at least half of my life. Last year was the first year that I had not gone in about 14 years. For me, it's time to spend with my aunt and walk around eating food that I shouldn't be eating. I'm looking forward to showing Scott the Fair. Last year, I don't think that he fully realized how I felt about missing it. He did have a pretty close idea since he did offer to pay for me to get up there. I just hope that Scott enjoys himself and that Ernesto doesn't totally wash it out for us. I hope that I don't gain tons of weight from eating the great food there. So hope that everyone has a great Labor Day weekend and I'll see ya when I come back.

This Week's Adopt a Pet

This is Simba and she's a Calico.

Size: Medium
Age: Adult
Gender: Female
ID: A018764

Notes: Simba is a beautiful, eight year old cat who is a bit independent and sometimes a little feisty. She prefers not to have her feet or belly touched. She doesn't mind being picked after she has gotten to know you (a few minutes of quiet petting will do). She would do best in a quiet, adult household with someone who's had cat before and can understand their body language. She should be the only cat in the household because she doesn't like other cats very much.
She is available at the ASPCA which is located at: 424 East 92nd Street (between 1st and York Avenues).

Last week's pet, Cindy, seems to have been adopted. Yea, for Cindy!

Just wanted to share

This is my girlfriend's cat, Ginger.

Wow

What a beautiful sunrise!!! Full of reds, oranges, pinks....

Thank you Andre

Scott and I returned home at 3am this morning from watching Andre Agassi survive his first round match against Andrei Pavel from Romania. I have to admit that I thought that Andre wasn't going to win after losing luck shots (i.e. hitting just the top of the net and not having it fall his way). I kept thinking that even though I would love to be at Andre's last match, I didn't want it to be last night. The first 3 sets were tiebreakers that could have gone either way. Then, finally, Andre whooped Pavel's ass 6-2 in the 4th set. What was funny is that after the 3rd set tiebreaker, Scott stated that Andre needed to win 6-2 to make a point. Sure enough he did. About half of the record-setting crowd (over 23, 700 people) stayed into the end and gave Andre the standing ovation that he deserves.
Yes, I shed some tears but not as bad as I thought I would. I've been a fan of Andre's for about the last 18 years. I've supported him through his losses, his wins, his hair styles, his wives, the critic's voices, my mother's voice......I've cried when he won his first Grand Slam event. I cried when I first saw him in 1999 practicing with his then coach, Brad Gilbert. I will cry when he plays his last match, hopefully the finals of the US Open.
So, even though he probably will never read this, thank you Andre for being a part of my summers. Thank you for being around all of these years and making the decision for yourself for when you wanted to retire, not lived your life according to your critics. Thank you for bringing a new level of excitement to the tennis community. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

I've been tagged!!!

Okay, so Lucy tagged me. I guess it's a good thing I'm a book reader.

1. Grab the nearest book. Don't think, just the nearest book...
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog (Please include the book and author) along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
6. Tag three people.

So from Women Who Kill by Ann Jones....

"In May 1871 Horatio Nelson Sherman of Danbury, Connecticut, returned home from a week-long bender in New Haven feeling sick. His wife, Lydia, nursed him with hot chocolate but he grew worse, suffering from vomiting and intense, burning pains in his stomach. He sent for Dr. Beardsley and said that he was having one of his "old turns"-another bout of withdrawal from alcoholic poisoning, which Beardsley always generously diagnosed as recurrent cholera morbus to be treated with morphine and brandy slings."

Okay....so Scott, Denise, and Oly...you're up.

Weekend

Well, Scott and I have another busy weekend. When will the madness end? :-) Yesterday, we went and saw The Descent. My review of it is on my movie blog-wasn't a horrible horror movie-one of the better ones in my opinion. We then met up with Scott's friend, Shannon and his girlfriend, along with Oly and Kim and some other people. Shannon and his girlfriend are visiting from Japan. I spent most of the night talking with Oly, Scott, Shannon, and Kim.
This morning, I was up early..okay not early like I would be for the week but.....and headed off to my old neck of the woods-Bay Ridge, and signed back up for Weight Watchers. I felt kinda guilty about what has happened to me since I went back to my old group. A lot of the regulars were there and some look great, some look the same, and some haven't been doing too well. I then headed to the produce store and got lots of veggies and fruit for Scott and I.
Then, it was to Brooklyn Heights to meet up with the guy I was dating right before Scott-Jerome. Jerome had let me know a couple of months ago that he had gotten a rabbit and a puppy and since I had some stuff left over from when Jul passed away, I emailed him to see if he wanted it and agreed to meet up. It wasn't strange seeing him and I wasn't nervous about seeing him after a year. I thought that was rather strange. He seemed happy to see me and immediately commented about my hair.
Now, I'm home watching the Arther Ashe Kids day at the US Open, which starts tomorrow. This year's Open will be especially difficult for me to contain my emotions. This is Andre Agassi's last one and it seems, at least to a newspaper article, Scott and I will be watching him tomorrow. I have been such a big fan of Andre's since he became a professional.

To Do or Not Do

For people who have personally known me, they know that I've had a struggle with my weight since I was probably about 10. A couple of years ago, I joined Weight Watchers and lost a good amount of weight (just over 40 pounds). Due to finances and not feeling stable in my life (gotta love hating your husband while trying to lose weight) I stopped going to Weight Watchers, my gym, and I gained a lot of that weight back. I'm not to the point of where I started but I can see myself going back very quickly, especially with the New York State Fair looming. So I'm debating on rejoining. I just ordered some more exercise dvds from Collage Video-some of them are to replace my tapes and some are to add to my collection. I don't feel that I can afford going back to a gym just yet-I probably could if I didn't spend so much money on groceries and pet stuff-don't worry folks, Scott does contribute. But I still have a huge debt-definitely not as bad as it has been but maybe if I join the Y near my job, I'll be able to do something. So, to join Weight Watchers again or not, that is the question.

"You should have a child"

That was one of the statements that my cab driver from the vet told me today. It started off as an "innocent" conversation. I put innocent in quotes because I've been harassed like this before. So, Francisco, asks me if I work at the vet. I say, "No, my cats go there." "Oh, you have kitties? How many?" "Four" "Four! Why? I have one big one." After a bit of silence...."So what do I do?" "I'm a social worker." "Oh, social worker! What hospital?" I tell him which one and he obviously doesn't know where it is and I'm not about to tell him. He then goes on about the weather and how I should move to his country. He assumed that I wouldn't know where Ecuador was. When I explaned that South America had several countries in it once he stated that he lived in South America, he exclaimed how happy he was that I was smart. So then the conversation, like most, turn to..."Are you married?" I've been so used to saying yes, I had to quickly change and say no, but I do have a boyfriend. He then stated he was the same and I joked and asked if he had a boyfriend. This coming after him stating that he needs to find a home for his 2-year old cat since he's moving to Florida so he can see scantily clad women every day. He quickly tried to straighten me out and say that he's divorce. I'm thinking, "Man, you don't have a chance with me." Then he asked the next question, "So do you have kids?" "Nope, only the 4-legged kind." It took him a minute and then he got it. He then started saying how beautiful I am and that I should have a kid. He went on about how some women feel that men are babies and that women don't need a man to have a child these days. He joked about when and if I do have a child that my daughter or son would call me grandma instead of mom. I quickly made sure that he knew how old I was and that his joke was not appreciated. He, of course, continued on and on about how I should have a kid because I'm so beautiful. Now, bear in mind, every chance I had to say that I had a boyfriend I did. I kept raving about how it was a good thing that I didn't have children with my ex-husband and that it really took my current boyfriend to open up my eyes to the possibility of having kids, etc. He finally heard me, or so I thought, and agreed that sometimes it does take the right person. As I was getting out of the cab, he told me his name, his car number, and basically told me that if I wanted a kid and my boyfriend didn't want to help out, then he would be willing. I acted like I didn't hear him and headed into the store that I had to go into.
Now what I find so interesting is that this happens a lot more with Hispanic men than any other group. I'm not trying to stereotype because I have been asked by all sorts of guys about having babies, etc. But in thinking back, mostly Hispanic ones have been the ones that insist on "helping" me out.

Adopt a Pet

I figured that I would do something to bring some attention to the ASPCA and the animals that they try to find good homes for. I'm going to try to do this once a week-pick an animal and post it on my blog. The above cutie is Cindy.

She's an English Coonhound Mix

Size: Medium
Age: Young
Gender: Female
ID: A022568

Notes: Cindy, an eight month old dog, is a little shy at first but warms up to people quickly and is quite affectionate and playful. She can be a little nervous in new situations but just needs a little time to get used to strange places. She gets along very well with other dogs and loves to play. She is beginning to like to play with toys as well. Novel objects scare her a little. She will need to get used to new and unusual thing. Likes Other Dogs Children 8 years and up.

She can be adopted at the ASPCA located at 424 East 92nd Street (between 1st and York Avenues) in Manhattan. (212) 876-7700, ext. 4162.

Productive Sick Day

I'm still feeling a little queasy but I did manage to finish the latch hook for my brother for Christmas so I can't complain too much. It's nice having that sense of accomplishment. Now it will be on to the next project.....of course, I don't know which one that will be.

Nice to know

That certain individuals continue to be obsessed about people that "they dislike." God forbid, the significant other is told again. Just can't leave well enough alone.

Body

Well, it seems like my body is following my office in shutting down. I woke up at around 3 this morning with a bad bout of nausea-enough for me to try to get rid of it in any way I could. Needless to say, I called out sick and I'm still feeling like crap. What really sucks is that at some point I do have to go out and get to the store to get stuff for dinner and some gingerale. Scott at least is willing to pick up stuff on his way home from work but that's not going to help me while I'm here now. At least I'll be able to watch the soaps that I used to watch since I don't have any Netflix here-well, I do, but I'm trying to save that for mornings before work.

Gets worse and worse

Now the office has no power and won't get fixed until morning. Grrrrrrr.

New classes

Well, amazingly, UPS actually did what I asked them to do and left my new books for my new Barnes and Noble classes with my super while Scott and I were away. I've taken a quick gander through them and am looking forward to the new classes which begin in a couple of weeks. I just don't know how I'm going to handle 3 of them since I can barely keep up with the one that I'm in now. But, like I've said before, it will keep me out of trouble...maybe.

Insanity

Okay, I'm sitting in my office right now trying not to die from how hot it is. The A/C sucks-we've been complaining for months and just today someone looked at it. But with no real solutions, it's a pain. This is just the current crap I'm dealing with. I won't go into how pissed off I got when I got into the office. Now I'm trying to catch up on software and referrals-oh the joys of coming back from vacation.

Vacation break-down

So who here wants to read about our vacation? Denise? Oly? Tricia? Lucy? Donna? Jeremy? People at work? Well, if you're looking at this you don't have a choice. Unless of course you get off the page. Well, here we go.....Wednesday night we left our jobs and met up at Grand Central. We headed to CT and his father picked us up. We dropped him off at his home and took his car and headed to Scott's brother's, Marc, new home. Beautiful home. Loving animals. What else could Marc and his family need? After we had Italian style pizza, played with the critters, and got the grand tour, we headed to Scott's mom's house where stayed up chatting for a bit and then we all crashed. We headed out of CT at about 10 am and headed to VT. We had some time before we were to check in so we headed to the Cabot Creamery for a tour and some samples. We both learned that they get their milk for their products through farmers that belong to a Co-op. Makes sense after you think about it. We decided not to get any cheese here since we didn't have any type of refrigeration and we figured that we could pick some up at another time. After Cabot, we headed to Stowe and the Brass Lantern Inn-a delightful B & B. I had never stayed in a Bed and Breakfast before and was excited about staying at one. And, the Brass Lantern Inn did not disappoint. Our room was a pretty big size complete with fireplace and whirlpool bath-something that we both took advantage of. After settling in and looking through VT stuff, we headed to Gracies, a dog-themed restaurant where we both enjoyed our burgers. I picked up some souvenirs. We headed back to the B & B and relax before falling asleep. Friday morning, we rented some bikes and took a ride along the Stowe recreation path. After that, we headed to Mt. Mansfield. We took a toll road up the mountain and took a hike along the ridge of the mountain (hill-for Scott). After our hike and descent back down the mountain, we took a break at the B & B. After our break, we headed to probably one of the biggest must-dos for tourists going to VT-Ben & Jerry's. We took a tour (they were making one of my favorites, Chunky Monkey) and had our free sample (American Pie). We got our souvenirs (t-shirt for Scott, bread mix for me) and then headed to Morse Farm. Morse Farm makes maple syrup during the winter and has the most hilarious goat on their farm. Let's say that if you think that goats are stupid creatures, this one would enlighten you. Scott said at one point, that the goat was the highlight of his trip-I don't know if he feels the same. After Morse Farm, we headed to the B & B to change and head out to dinner. We had a 3-course fondue meal at the Swisspot. Very delicious and 2 hours later we headed back to the B & B to sleep. Saturday, we were off to Burlington. On the way to Burlington, we stopped at Cold Hollow Cider Mill to get some cider and donuts. Scott realized that he still had our room key for the B & B so while he went back, I stopped at a great little craft store called The Wooden Needle. I picked up something to make for Scott. We made our way to Burlington and our first stop was Lake Champlain Chocolates. There was no factory tour but I still bought some chocolates. I had gotten Lake Champlain Chocolates a few years ago through a Gourmet Chocolate of the Month club and thought that they were pretty good so remembering that....plus my love of the brown stuff, I made sure we stopped. After Lake Champlain, we finally found a parking garage and walked along Church Street. Church Street is a about 4-block street that is blocked off to cars full of shops. We browsed thorough bookstores, bought Bruegger's bagels, and made our way to dinner at a restaurant that I don't remember the name of. The food was great however. After Church Street, we headed to our hotel. Which we were both a little disappointed in. The room was tiny and the continental breakfast sucked. Plus the coffee maker didn't work properly. So Sunday morning, we headed to Amherst where we had lunch and then to CT to visit Scott's sister and her family. Scott's nephew Ben is so cute once he wakes up. I see a future baseball star in that family. After the visit, we headed out to Scott's dad's where we grabbed some water, played with Sierra and went to the train. That's where hell began. The track was changed and the tracks are not properly labeled there so we had to run, along with everyone else, with luggage and crap to make the train. Once on the train, we couldn't get seats next to each other. Then once we got to Grand Central, trains were running late so there were too many people standing on the platform. Then people wanted to argue. We did finally make it home to find worms in the cat food and Suzie deciding that she needed to be a terror and chase everyone else. And, of course, she's sitting here nicely with me right now.
So that's our vacation. Overall a great time, only a couple of disappointments.

Happy Anniversary

Before I start going on about our vacation, I need to wish Scott a happy anniversary. Today is the anniversary of when we decided to be exclusive. It's been a bumpy ride-not as bumpy as it could have been-I've been there, done that, and refuse to have another relationship like that. So it's been a year. And I'm still happy. I still look at Scott and get a little flitter in my body because I still find him attractive. He still makes me laugh. He still educates me on things in his world that I don't know. I haven't cheated on him (shocking I know) and I don't want to. I was extremely lucky when I saw his profile last summer, took the chance of winking at him and having him respond. I thank fate or what have you for bringing him into my life. I'm looking forward to seeing what the next year brings for us.

I'm back

Well, Scott and I made it through our vacation-no fights, lots of touristy things, lots of relaxation. I will post more tomorrow after I unwind from the hellish trip back.

Happy Early Anniversary

Scott-it's hard for me to believe that in 2 days, it will have been a year since we met face to face. Where did the year go? I have never been happier since I met you. Of course, a lot of foundation for me to be in the right frame of mind was done before we did meet. Thank you for challenging me when it has been needed. Thank you for loving me for who I am even when you haven't agreed with my actions. Thank you for being a friend. Thank you for introducing me to Don, Zeit, and your world of games (who would have known there were so many?). I love you.

Vacation

It's here...almost. One more work day and we're off. What's crazy is all the traveling I have to do today. I should be able to survive and be fine. I have a couple of hopes for this vacation. One I'm not going to name but I'm sure that Scott knows what it is. Two, I hope that we both get to relax and leave our jobs at our jobs. Scott's been getting more stressed as the school year nears so I hope that he'll take advantage of being out of the City and relax. I have a slight advantage in that catagory-since I'm not dealing directly with the kids, I won't be thinking about them. So it will be easier for me to relax. Three, I hope that we have some fun. I'm sure that will happen as we've basically agreed on what we're going to do-nothing scheduled-but basic ideas to work on. So everyone enjoy and behave while I'm away!

Nerd Test

Weekend review

Saturday's live draft went over fairly quicking. It was okay with the exception of Scott's laptop completely dying-I mean hard crash, no booting, nada. So needless to say, Scott's a little upset about his computer. After the draft, we headed over to Matt and Lois's where we ended up staying and playing Alhambra and then headed for home without Matt. Yesterday morning, we got up and headed for the Hamptons. It was a nice visit with my girlfriend, Tracy. It was a nice day overall until we headed for home. The train was packed, no seats available, so Scott and I were pretty much sitting/leaning on the luggage compartments. For 2 hours. We finally made it home and relaxed by watching Big Brother then it was off to sleep.

Weekend

Welcome to another crazy fun filled weekend. Today, Scott and I are attending a live draft for a fantasy football league. I have mixed feelings about it. I love the fact that we're doing fantasy football again. I'm not crazy about having the number of people there considering that last year's draft went on forever and there are more people this year. Then tonight, Matt might be coming over to do some gaming things with Scott. Then tomorrow, Scott and I are headed out to the Hamptons to visit my friend Tracy, who is up from North Carolina for the weekend. I'm looking forward to introducing Scott to another important person in my life and seeing her again.

Some animals courtesy of the ASPCA

The golden retriever on top and the Calico cat(Simba) are up for adoption and the rest of award winners.

Politics and terrorism

Well, after what happened today in England, I felt the need to post something on the political front. I try my damnest not to get involved in politics because basically, I can't stand our president. I didn't vote for him. Luckily, for the citizens of the world, the latest air threat to US was thwarted. I feel that if we did not have who we have as running the "world" we, the US, would be slightly better off. I am not surprised when I hear/read anti-US statements. If I was a citizen of another country, I would feel the same way. As a citizen, I do feel some of the same things that I've read or heard. Under no circumstance should the United States EVER run the "world." We should NOT be policing the world-that's up the leaders-why else would be have the United Nations? If my opinion or advice ever counted, I would love to tell Bush to get our troops out of places where they don't belong. Concentrate on the citizens of the US-like the people near New Orleans whose homes are still destroyed and have had no relief since Hurricane Katrina. Don't butt into Israel relational problems with the countries that surround them-not just the latest issues-let Israel stand up for themselves and resolve their own problems. Okay enough soapbox talk.

Madness

Okay, this online class madness needs to end. I just signed up for 3 more for September-1 diet and 2 writing. Well, at least it will keep me out of trouble.

Reflection

With Scott and my anniversary coming up next week, I have been doing a lot of internal reflection on where I'm at in life and where I used to be. Before I met Scott face to face, I really wasn't sure if I thought that I would be able to love someone again as much as I love(d) Jeremy. I certainly wasn't up to even thinking about getting remarried. I knew that I didn't want to be just dating around for the rest of my life.
Careerwise, I was getting burned out and was anticipating this new position that I'm currently in. Hell, I helped try to make sure we got the positions here. I was sick and tired of dealing with the same bullshit everyday. I had far aspirations of getting my craft ideas out in the world. I had farther aspirations of trying to make money with my writing. Both of which, I've come just slightly further along in trying to advance.
In regards to remaining in the Big Apple, I've always known that I've never wanted to stay in this city-too many people-but never really thought about moving despite Jeremy and I speaking about it once or twice during our marriage. Now, with the rent increases, people and their issues, possibly getting married to Scott and raising a family, my desires of getting the hell out of here has increased. Of course, Scott isn't 100% ready to move yet. To be honest, either am I. I just moved a year ago and since Scott and I have so much crap it would be a nightmare to even know where to start.
Overall, I'm in much better state of mind than I was a year ago. I'm not wondering how much longer Jeremy is going be a lazy pain in the ass about the divorce. The divorce is done with. I'm not trying to find that man of my dreams. I have him. I'm not wondering how much longer I have to travel all around the City. I basically have an office job which I enjoy.

Review

So the concert last night.......First, I hate the fact that I had to leave in order to catch the last bus leaving Jones Beach and my friend who was there, didn't even offer me a ride-damn him! Anyway......There was an opening act that went on at exactly 7pm. I didn't think that they were all that great or all that bad. Especially after Cinderella performed. Now, I'm not a fan of Cinderella and I really only know one song-their power ballad. But, unfortunately, due to drugs (?), age, touring for 20 years, the lead singer was losing his distinctive voice throughout the song. A major disappointment. But, on the other hand, Poison rocked! I am so glad that I got the ticket. What I loved the most, other than Bret's beautiful blue eyes, was that the band acknowledged their fans, a lot. It's always nice to see when a band realizes and understands what made them famous. They played all of their greatest hits Luckily, I didn't lose my voice with my loud off-key singing. So now, I have several songs running through my head.
Now, I've only gotten about 4 hours of sleep and am feeling it. I was going to attend another writing workshop tonight but I think that I would rather go to sleep.

Poison

Well, again I'm trying to recapture my youth by going to see another 80's band. I'm going to see Poison tonight with Cinderella (which I really don't care about) at Jones Beach. It all started with me listening to the the album that I'm currently listening to and have been listening to for the last few days. Poison's new collection of hits with a new single-The Best of Poison: 20 Years of Rock. So I started listening to it, went to see when they were playing and sure enough, I had time to get a ticket and got it immediately. Now, what the hell am I thinking? Going to Jones Beach on a weeknight when I have to do a lot of traveling for work tomorrow? Insanity, I tell ya!

Class time

I started my new Barnes and Noble University class yesterday. It's called Writing for Quick Cash. Now, I'm not wholly interested in making the quick cash because I know how competitive the writing business can be. So far there are a lot of people in the class-all of different levels of writing-novices to published writers. So I'm looking forward to learning a little bit about the field and more importantly, something about me.

????

What does it mean when you start dreaming vivid dreams of something that you are highly anticipating?

For your amusement

Cats

The Wedding

Scott and I had a fairly good time at the wedding last night. I did my usual and shed some happy tears for the couple. They looked very happy-as they always have when I've seen them. Lydia was Super Girl which everyone enjoyed, even the woman who was set up with a date with Scott long before I was in the picture. Yeah, that was interesting. Good to know that Scott's with someone much more better for him now! The ceremony was short, sweet, and fitting to them. There were a series of speeches made by family and friends-a little bit overboard but that was probably the only thing I would complain about and I'm sure that there were reasons for the speeches. Food was great. Table company was great-games were not the focus.
Of course, this had both Scott and I thinking about our own wedding when and if it comes. We did make comments to each other throughout the night. And more importantly, we did do some discussing when we got home about how we would want our wedding.
It also made me think about my first wedding to Jeremy and what we both missed out on. I hope that if Jeremy does marry Donna or someone else that he has more than what we had. Of course, we had our reasons for doing what we did and did have plans to renew our vows with a bigger ceremony. Which, obviously, never happened.

Melancholy

Well, I think that Jul's death is now starting to get to me. I haven't really cried over her loss and pretty much just went through my day as I had to. Had to deal with people that had attitudes that I really shouldn't have had to deal with in my state-or even if I was in the best of moods. I'm sure at some point I'm going to break down. Just not 100% sure when.

Progress

I finished typing up my first short story that I've written in years. Now it's off to my editor for life, Scott. I can only imagine what he is going to say and think about it. Hopefully he won't laugh at me too much.

Imagine

Imagine you're on an deserted island.....with all of your exes-ones that you kissed in grade school, to puppy love boyfriend/girlfriend relationships in junior high, to high school sweethearts, to college loves and beyond. The ones that you simply kissed, to one night stands, to long lasting relationships. Who would survive? Who would you try to make sure was taken care of? Remember this is only for exes-not current relationships.
Now also think back-who would you like to erase from your history? Who would you be willing to try to make things work? Did you learn anything from your relationships? Take a moment and think about it.
-courtesy of my coworker and our lunch conversation

Weddings

Trying to get back to happier things since the loss of Jul.....Scott and I will be going to a wedding tomorrow night of some good friends of his. I've met them a couple of times and have always enjoyed their company so I'm looking forward to seeing them tie the knot tomorrow. Scott is also looking forward to the ceremony as well. It also has me thinking about maybe our wedding. We've spoken about getting married but nothing has been made definite. I know what I would like to do differently this time around. I know that Scott has some ideas but nothing definite. I would love to discuss plans like this with him but I don't want to push the issue.

RIP Jul

Jul-You've lived the longest of any rabbit that I've had and I will miss you a lot. Thank you for bringing such joy to my life, despite the bites when food was around. I know that Scott, Jeremy, and Sal will also miss you but now you're back with your brothers. Have fun hopping around.

Another writing workshop

I went to another writing workshop after work today. It was at The Coliseum Bookshop on 42nd Street near Bryant Park. Tonight's workshop was a overall creative writing one. It was an overview with some useful exercises. I did work on my new story a little bit while waiting for the workshop to start.

Congrats

I haven't forgotten to give my girlfriend and her family a big congrats on their newest arrival-Alex. I've received pictures of Alex with his sisters and even though his oldest sister always has a sneaky grin on her face, I know that she's happy about the newest addition. So a big congrats and let me know when you receive the gift.

Morning thought

Just what I need-a 18 pound cat to jump on me and start kneading at 4am.

Left alone

When are you going to realize that you need to move on with your life and not bother looking at mine? You have what you wanted. So why bother wasting your time at work and home to look at my life? Are you really that bored at work and home that you need to look at my life? This just shows that you can never move on. That you will always wonder if I'm behind you, sneaking in, to take what was once mine. News Flash-I don't give a shit. Just leave me alone. Don't bother wasting your time looking at my life.
But I guess that I will never be left alone because people will always be wondering what's going on with my life. Haven't been left alone for the past 8 years, why should I think that a major event would have changed that? Get a life. Move on with your life. I thought that you would have been happy that everything was done and would have moved on but obviously you can't. Plan your shitty life. Just stop looking at mine.

Garfield