Not sure where to start, ok let’s start with the weather cliche. It’s getting colder, currently 30 F or -1 C. We are supposed to expect snow tomorrow, which means no road trip this weekend. I am sure I will find something to do… maybe start on what should be abolished first in this country, TAXES. Time to get rid of this department of insanity and move to a flat tax that encompasses EVERYONE, period, end of story. After all if EVERYONE is using this countries resources and accoutrements shouldn’t EVERYONE pay? Just in case your actually still thinking the answer is YES, DUH!

I could go on and politics etc but you can find information everywhere so I will spare you my ideas. Just have Congress give me a call.

Well in order to preserve peoples privacy I will be referring to people as G1, G2 etc. (G1 – Girl 1 etc).

So I am communicating with G1 who lives out of state, we have been talking for roughly a year and a half. We have shared stories of our lives and things that we have gone through, but never met face to face.

G2 used to live about 2 miles from me and moved out of state last Oct. We went out maybe 6 times doing various things, movies, bike riding a casino trip or two.

So I was feeling generous and in the holiday spirit Christmas 2010, which is rare because I do not like holiday from Nov. – Feb.. So I sent each of these G’s and a few others Christmas gifts. Well G1 got hers and she was very pleased and thought that it was very nice of me. She also reciprocated by sending me a present as well. G2 received hers but the company that I purchased it from didn’t much information about the purchaser (don’t ask me, just know that I got the bill). Well she eventually tracked it down to me and contacted me, about that same time I had logged into a dating site and noticed that her city had changed. Down towards the bottom a comment was written about G2 and confirming that she had moved out of town. So I contacted G2 to make sure she received my gift, she wrote back and we starting talking again.
So I find out that her job when she was here was not her cup of tea and she was quite miserable. About this same time for me Beth was getting sicker and so G2 and I just stopped talking. Well we began talking again as I said and she that I was welcome to visit anytime. So we agreed that I would go down there in Feb. as Jan. was too soon to make arrangements.

So G1 and I are also talking as she was planning to come up and see me in March. So we hadn’t talked in maybe a week or a couple of days and “she asked so whats new?” so I wrote her about G2. Now before you attempt to write a letter campaign to me, I believe in honesty and communication. Well the next day I noticed that she was no longer a FB connection and I got a email from her politely telling me to get lost.

There is some side story to all of this but my Feb. is not about running off to get married etc. I am simply going out of town for a few days to visit a friend. Now I can not speak for G2′s agenda, I know she enjoyed my company but nothing physical ever happened. I am going down to visit, get away from the local weather and bonus points as the trip is going to cost me very little. I am not sure how much a “relationship” can change in 4 days. I doubt she would consider moving back. I don’t really like the thought of living on one side of the country. So at this point and time I do not see anything that will change the status of our friendship. Though I am pretty cute and she may want to come back to the cold temperatures (yea right).

So anyway G1 has become angry with me and I have been given the “silent treatment”. So as far as I am concerned I am innocent and guilty of nothing but being up front and honest.

So what have I gleaned from this? Nothing, I am not going to change “being honest to a fault”

Well I am done for now.

Why the question mark you ask? Simple how do we know? Maybe what we should be saying is “Hope you have a Happy New Year”.

So I hope you have a Happy New Year. Much better.

New Years Eve was good, it was 60 degrees at 7pm. Tim, Tammy and I went to Texas Road House since I wanted Prime Rib. We ended up at the one farthest from home as the other one and some 20 other places we called were running 2 hours waits. Who says the economy is bad, LIAR.

This goes back to an earlier post of places just having to many employees not doing much. Of course management didn’t have an issue taking their millions, while committing employment genocide by firing millions. Hopefully this year people can find decent employment and rebuild their lives that CEO’s and the Gov’t ruined.

Anyway the food was great as usual and the LIIT’s were good as well. Then we all headed back to Tam’s for a movie, The Town, with Ben Asslick (intentional, get over it). Good movie, worth seeing. By midnight it was near 25 degrees.

Well I had a busy yet uneventful day. Went through the closet and removed clothes I no longer want. I managed to change all of the my hangers so they are the same now. Did some wash. Cussing out my magic box, but I will win the battle as usual. Cleaned some more of my office. Most important I waxed the Gene so she is ready for her Sunday drive tomorrow. I am not sure where we will go but I will think of something.

Well I am outta here…

Well this was my second major holiday without Beth. Still feels really weird, as much death as I have experienced in the past 5 years hers still gets to me. I know it was only 4 months ago and I saw her “at rest”, but I still feel as if I could call her or see her. I also guess because the end was so quick, I feel if there were things we still had to talk about. The fact that I can not remember some things we talked about bother me as well. This relationship was so good for me in so many ways, but I feel as if the “cord” has been pulled on me as well. I always felt safe and loved and I reciprocated as well.

Sure I have made some friends mostly women as I am participating in online dating. But there are so many times when I am home alone. If I have nothing pressing or I am not motivated to do anything, I can get very sad and just start crying. I really really miss companionship, when I was younger I was always good on my own. I could go outside and play for hours without a thought of doing something by myself. I also know that Beth and I had a co-dependent relationship which I do not believe is a bad thing as we lived in a very synchronized way. We each did the “chores” without feeling put out or feeling as if either one of us was doing all the work.

Now I have my own place that I have created and hand picked all of the furnishings and decorations. I can feel myself becoming selfish as I want my surroundings to stay as such, but I want someone in my life. Other times I feel like setting a date and if I have no one in my life by then, that I give up and just take care of myself.

Ok “How I spent my Holiday”. Tammy (one of my G-f’s, not girlfriend, girl-friend) picked me up and we headed off to some heated golf tee’s in OFallon as a part of the Christmas Eve party I planned via Facebook. I think we each hit about 70+ gold balls. What was funny and good, was the fact that it had snowed much of the morning. So when we arrived we could not really follow the balls as we hit them. I was able to follow a few to see that I was doing alright for a 3.5 year absence. Tammy also was doing pretty good as for her absence was similar to mine. I look forward to going back for some more ball-crushing action (don’t go there).

No one had contacted us about joining the party, so we went off to stage 2 and saw a movie, The Fighter with Mark Wahlberg. I was a very good movie based on the true story of Dick Eklund and Nick Ward who are brothers that both became professional boxers. It’s just shy of 2 hours long but worth it in my opinion. So after the movie we are walking down the hallway and I step on something. I look down and it’s a cell phone. I asked a few people if it was theirs, which was denied by all, so I turned it in to the theater. So we get out and the snow had started back up apparently while we were watching the movie. Well it was about 4:30ish and though that it would be a good time to head off to the Ameristar.

Well with the new snow and the time of day on Christmas Eve, it took longer than normal to arrive but we did without incident. While on our way Tammy called a friend Cindy and then gave me the phone as she was driving. I talked to Cindy and tried to convince her that she should join us. She said that her cousin was coming to get her (Cindy either worries or is afraid of many things). So I then told her if her cousin decides the drive is to hard across town (30 miles probably) to call us back and we would come get her.

OK so we are at the Ameristar, we check in, up to the room which is nicely appointed. We decided to go swimming/hot-tub first to relax from golfing. The pool is very nice, it’s an indoor/outdoor style laid out in an “H” pattern in 4 shades on 1 inch blue tiles. We spent most of the time in the hot tub talking about anything and comparing previous travel experiences etc. We eventually got in the pool and shortly after wards I headed to the passage to the outside part of the pool. The water was still quite warm and the steam coming off of it made me feel like a rock star. I stood up many times (It was maybe 29 degrees that night) and then sunk back down in the pool. Occasionally I was go down as far to get to my ear lobes to add some warmth to my head. I felt as if I had confirmed something that I think I have always known, I like the cold as I feel more alive. I really enjoyed the outside part of the pool. So occasionally I would get out of the pool (indoor) and check my phone to see if anyone called or texted to find out where the party was next. No one contacted me, then the last time I checked Steve (Beth’s youngest) had texted me. I said we were in the pool, well I never saw him. In the meantime Tammy and I decided we had better get dry and head for dinner as a lot of the food places we close if not early.

What is happiness? I don’t know anymore. I have a few things I enjoy but I am not sure I get happiness from them. I really don’t remember happiness, at least in the terms of when you see people just smiling or goofing with friends.

I have been on “vacation” for a week now, I feel no better or worse than I did before. I am sure much of it comes from the holidays and missing Beth.

I used to think this blog was good therapy, I am no longer sure about that either. It’s not that I want to be heard or I am seeking attention, neither of these have been my goal. It’s just a little piece of cyberspace for a journal of a persons life.

In my own opinion I am pretty messed up and have been for years. I put a lot of unnecessary pressure on myself, I catch myself clenching my teeth or when going to bed all tight. I have to tell myself to relax to release my muscles, no wonder I feel tied all of the time.

The only thing worse than excessive child support payments is depression, both are very crippling in my eyes. To think I have 5 more years of one and who knows how long the second will last.

Some day I want a financial vacation, I am tired of just barely existing. I am tied of my life feeling stunted because I made a poor choice in 1989. I am tired of Draconian laws impoverishing people unfairly. I am tired of people accepting the crap around them. I am tired of living in a repressive and fear-mongering country. I am tired of capitalistic greed beyond comprehension.

I am tired of local news telling us how the state or federal government is wasting our money. Why report this when nothing will change, all your doing is angering people. Who instead of focusing their dissatisfaction with the source, go to their job and start shooting at people because of one bad day.

Well I am tired of typing, why? Because there is no point to anything, another day will go by, maybe another freedom will be lost.

Well to cheer you up after reading this post I came up with this.

For a good time visit your local TSA agent.

Just woke up from a dream I had, now this won’t all make sense but I wanted to type what I remembered first.

The location was a house I grew up, in High Ridge Missouri. The dreams consisted of my dad and Beth and I. My dad was adding stain to the cedar woodwork inside. I had just come from somewhere, not sure if I was on another floor or came from outside. I saw Beth and of course I was so happy to see her. I felt as if we really talked, but then she walked by me as if I wasn’t there.

Now I am not sure my dad did the staining inside the house, I think it might have been mom or heck maybe all of us. Beth was for sure not there during this part of my life. Oddly dad seemed to look right for the time in which this dream took place. Beth and I were in more current time.

After I woke up, I went into conspiracy theory mode, not sure why. I began to think that maybe she is alive but so sick she wanted to fake her death so I would move on sooner. I know that she would never leave if she were healthy.

Even writing about this dream is more depressing than the actual dream.

Well there we have it.

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