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September 8th, 2008

Meet Me in Montauk

Flirtation


A gleam sharing a moment
of words unspoken
heard by the heart.
A beginning to be held
of touching within
only to part.

-Harry G. Miller

I’ve been pretty out of sorts for like a week now. It started with the dream. The one about the ex-best-friend turned ex-girlfriend (kinda) turned world traveller slash super outdoorswoman slash totally off-the-grid unfindable girl. It wasn’t anything earth shattering, the dream. We were just hanging out with friends, we’d obviously been together for a while as a couple, and I was happy. I remember what that’s like, kinda.

I don’t really know what it is about her, either. I don’t know if it’s her, specifically, or our relationship, or how we parted. I’m sure it’s all those things, to some extent, but also I think it’s me, and how I let an assumption completely shape how our arc went. I assumed that there would be a point where she would be leaving to go [insert exotic outdoor adventure here], and I would be unable to make myself follow. Granted, it might not have been a good choice for me and/or we might have made a poor couple in those circumstances. But for me, having that point on the horizon led to my putting less into the relationship than I absolutely should have. I never told her that I loved her. I regret that, because I did. But moreso, I regret losing touch. At minimum I should have been there for support from afar; I would have enjoyed hearing about, well, everything.

Come back and make up a goodbye, at least.
Let’s pretend we had one.

Obviously I’d like to talk to her again. Not necessarily in a romantic sense; I mean hopefully for her that ship has sailed. Rather, simply, I miss my friend. And I think she’s on my mind again because of my situation right now. I’m regrouping, and trying to decide “what’s next”, well aware that the opportunities that arise may not be ideal, and I’ll have to make some decisions regarding my personal happiness vs the need to have a job and income and a place of my own. I don’t know how things will work out this time, either, and I wish I could talk to my friend about it.

November 27th, 2007

Progress…

Well I never promised you a rose garden. But I did pledge some renewed activity around here, and I’m working on it. One of the things I’ve been wanting to do for quite some time is to have an easy way to display the pictures I’ve been taking with my spiff new digital camera that I bought this summer. As you can see, I’ve finally gotten most of the kinks worked out, and am linking to pictures along the left sidebar there. [. . .]

Anyway, pictures now. Blogging soon. Graphics/Site Layout stuff as I can get to it to finish off the look (mostly just a top logo and a few tweaks, but still). Other SP Main Site stuff to follow. Stay tuned. (If anyone’s still out there.)

August 27th, 2007

The blog is back (don’t get too excited)

This is a placeholder post. I am announcing my intentions to do… something… with this blog again. I’m not sure what, so give me a bit to get things in order around here, and then I’ll start posting again. Until then… carry on.

March 21st, 2007

Swiss to build world’s longest tunnel.

Great. Now build me a chocolate watch.

Seriously though, this is a pretty cool feat of engineering. And it’s good that it’s driven by a goal that’s at least partly environmentally conscious.

Mmm… chocolate watch… *drool*

March 20th, 2007

I am, officially, a little queasy.

Bear in mind that I am an avowed carnivore. I have no particular problem with eating a hot dog now and then. I love bacon. I typically don’t think twice about eating things that have been deep fried. While I don’t necessarily care for cheese-product, I do like cheese. And yet, when you put all these things together into one monstrosity of nature, I have to say that my stomache doesn’t even like the concept of this link:

Bacon-wrapped, cheese-filled, deep-fried hot dogs!

And with all that said, does anyone know what it costs to open a booth at the Minnesota State Fair? :)