In honor of this being February, which features the made-up holiday of Valentine's Day, in honor of some crazy priest who was beheaded, all of my posts this month will focus on LOVE.
• iPod love song of the day: "Victim of Love," by The Eagles.
• Featured lyric: "Victim of love, I see a broken heart,/And I could be wrong, but I'm not, no I'm not/Victim of love, we're not so far apart/Show me, what kind of love have you got?"
• Love memory of the day: Getting no Valentine's Day cards in 4th grade.
• Sappy romantic comedy that would never happen in real life of the day: "When Harry Met Sally."
• Love quote of the day: "Love is the profoundest of secrets. Divulged, even to the beloved, it is no longer Love." -- Henry David Thoreau
The mad and often disjointed rantings of a large man. Warning: Posts on this blog may not be suitable for younger readers.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Friday, February 02, 2007
it's freaking february ...
ack!
black history month.
lots of dead presidents.
valen-fucking-tine's fucking day.
fucking bleah.
oh yeah ... and the late early HNT from Guam ...
... half-nekkid neck ...
black history month.
lots of dead presidents.
valen-fucking-tine's fucking day.
fucking bleah.
oh yeah ... and the late early HNT from Guam ...
... half-nekkid neck ...Monday, January 29, 2007
what there was of the weekend ...
... of course, a lot of World of Warcraft. Did you expect anything else?
... covering the bulk of a shift of a freelancer who's now coaching. I hate having to find replacements; the process is a bitch.
... some generous amounts of sleeping.
... a few movies on DVD watched.
... golf with S and the godson at a course different from our normal one. The new driver is still magical. Tried out some used graphite-shafted irons that I think I will buy. Godson is getting better at hammering the ball off the tee; he even had a few that ended up being better than the ones S or I hit -- not as long, but straight and in the fairway. LOL
... fretting over a Monday work meeting that turned out not to be as bad or reaming as I had imagined it would be. This ALWAYS is a good thing.
Boring ... but did you actually expect any different?
... covering the bulk of a shift of a freelancer who's now coaching. I hate having to find replacements; the process is a bitch.
... some generous amounts of sleeping.
... a few movies on DVD watched.
... golf with S and the godson at a course different from our normal one. The new driver is still magical. Tried out some used graphite-shafted irons that I think I will buy. Godson is getting better at hammering the ball off the tee; he even had a few that ended up being better than the ones S or I hit -- not as long, but straight and in the fairway. LOL
... fretting over a Monday work meeting that turned out not to be as bad or reaming as I had imagined it would be. This ALWAYS is a good thing.
Boring ... but did you actually expect any different?
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