May 29, 1997


"They published your diary...."


What's On My Mind...

So...We have a new set of webrings. My oh my. I have this jaundiced view on the whole thing. People want to be part of something till it becomes too real and too crowded and too much like everything else and then they have to go and create something that separates them. And if they are called elitest or exclusionary it is "but we just want something of our own" that comes back. Don't get me wrong. There are people I read in these journals but I find the whole thing so divisive that it isn't funny.

I think I'll start a webring for 50% medically retired Infantry Captains with Bi-Polar Type II disorder who take 134.5mg of Effexor and 250mg of Depekote, live in South Snohomish county in WA state, work for the Aerospace industry as Program Planners, live with a woman named Colette....blergh, blergh, blergh ... yadda yadda yadda. Retch.

There was a special on The Wild Dogs of Africa last night. I had seen it before but it was still good. At the end the entire troop dies of a disease primarily due to the species habit of kissing and licking muzzles in greeting and communication. Very sad.


Whats New

Colette and I are still together. After talking things out I knew that I didn't want her to go, did not want a "pound of flesh" as in taking out my hurt on her and if she was willing to work on us then why break up a good team. So ... nous reste.

At work lately I have been almost somnolent. I go through the day fighting the urge to lay my head down and just sleep right then and there. And I'm not depressed. It doesn't help that the building isn't well air conditioned (which makes it 80 to 85 deg most days), the fans don't blow all the time (which makes it feel like there is no air around) and I live at the end of a dead end cube line so no air at all makes it to me. Sweatsville. Lately I've been sitting meetings nodding off. The stuff they speak I know, the technical problems will be solved, the schedule will slip and slip again until they get it right and ultimately everything will get done. Why get bent out of shape over it? Unless it concerns me, it usually puts me right out. Lately near the end of the meeting as I come to, I see people looking at me like "Gee...I wish I nodded off". At least I don't care what they are thinking. Or at least I'm so tired I can't work up the energy to care. I just hope this isn't the sign that my liver is going bad on me.


Got the Indigo Girls on. "Airplane" from R.I.P. I know I was listening to this CD on the 26th but I haven't listened to this CD since then. I also haven't played my git since I don't know when. That shit has got to cease!

The world is an unfair place. Too many people don't know this and too many people don't want to know this. Those that do don't get any slack from the those who ignore the pain, and too many who ignore the pain ignore those in pain. Those in pain only want the pain to go away, and those who ignore themselves ignore those in pain. Such is the world.


                      
Be Joyous! ... Oh Come On!! Try!!!!!!!!

Drew

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"And that's how I got to know you...."


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