He got that lawn mower that Mom gave me ages ago. It has never really been used since she had it. Mom got it and then bought a riding mower. She gave it to Michael because he didn't want a self-propelled mower, and then he broke the starter-cord on it. I fixed the starter-cord after he left, and then my friend Jaime gave me the Briggs and Stratton when she moved to Nevada. So I only used it once. Anyway, of course it wouldn't start, but I gave him some tips, and I think he'll be able to get it going again. He didn't take me out, though, he had other plans. He's supposed to take me out week after next (next week I'll be baking all week for the camp out next weekend).
So I made a sandwich and read. That's really all I've felt like doing for the last couple of weeks. I'm on The Reunion now, which is the last of the Marketplace books. I've been wanting to read them all again before the camp out next weekend. I'll probably be out late tomorrow night anyway, so just as well I'm going on to bed tonight. I haven't been sleeping well this week, and I'm not going to force myself to stay up. I'm tired.
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- thefabulousmrthing
- The most likely much too detailed look at the life of a second-class citizen twice over. As a gay man who is single again at 40+ in the South, I'm working on accepting things as they are and finding the joy in them when I can. I am blessed with good friends, pretty good health, a job that sustains me, and two cats who enjoy my servitude. I'm kinky, decently read, and a hypo-glycemic pescetarian who is pretty opinionated. Between the large cast of characters and my perhaps unfortunate propensity to navel-gaze, there is usually something going on.
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- The best intentions go kaput
- The weekend is here
- I embody Sloth
- Kind of a bad day
- A trip to Spartanburg
- The Day Off* - Happy Memorial Day!
- Some kitchen time
- The pool party
- Date with Dario*
- The bear dinner for May
- A bit of productivity
- I'm going to miss seeing trees
- Back to work
- A "Dom Drop" day
- A most interesting evening*
- Sigh. It's all over.
- More camp out happiness
- Lynnett's Ass
- Steve and I are both early risers, so we were up a...
- The Camp Out!!*
- Night #4 in the kitchen
- Night #3 in the kitchen
- Night #2 in the kitchen
- A visit from Justin
- I am reproached
- Happy Mother's Day
- A night out, and a very strange play (for Greenville)
- Cougar comes over
- Dinner out
- Mother's Day is coming
- Lining up things to look forward to
- Feeling a bit better
- A quiet night
- Family Drama continues
- Another Sunday
- Lazy, worthless me
- Justin's birthday is coming
- A visit with Kat and dana
- Being Bad
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply;
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands a lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone;
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply;
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands a lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone;
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
Favored Quotes:
"There are no stupid questions, but there are lots of inquisitive idiots." forwarded to me via email from a co-worker
"Some people are like Slinkys. They're really good for nothing; but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs." from a really great Bear411 profile
"Friendship is like peeing in your pants. Everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth." From an email I got from my friend Park
"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?" Kahlil Gibran
"Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of the overcoming of it." Helen Keller
"Try as much as possible to be wholly alive, with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell, and when you are angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough." William Saroyan
"Without freedom from the past, there is no freedom at all, because the mind is never new, fresh, innocent." Krishnamurti
"Friend, hope for the truth while you are alive. Jump into the experience while you are alive! What you call 'salvation' belongs to the time before death. If you don't break your ropes while you are alive, do you think ghosts will do it after?" Kabir
"It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society." Krishamurti
"Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned." Buddha
"Some people are like Slinkys. They're really good for nothing; but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs." from a really great Bear411 profile
"Friendship is like peeing in your pants. Everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth." From an email I got from my friend Park
"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?" Kahlil Gibran
"Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of the overcoming of it." Helen Keller
"Try as much as possible to be wholly alive, with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell, and when you are angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough." William Saroyan
"Without freedom from the past, there is no freedom at all, because the mind is never new, fresh, innocent." Krishnamurti
"Friend, hope for the truth while you are alive. Jump into the experience while you are alive! What you call 'salvation' belongs to the time before death. If you don't break your ropes while you are alive, do you think ghosts will do it after?" Kabir
"It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society." Krishamurti
"Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned." Buddha
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