forgotten again (titles)

since we’re all just hanging on the edge of our seats to know what the property manager did, there was waiver of the late fee (and warning that the waiver was a one time deal) for me to sign attached to my door the next night… isn’t that sweet?...

it really gets scary when i suddenly decide to write in someone else’s diary, but i think i can safely say no children or animals were harmed and i maintained a good level of decorum and composure throughout… it might have been hairy, though, for my unabashed free-associative thinking could violate all sorts of proprieties in someone else’s backyard…

would you believe that this has been going on for five years?... yeah, i know, how many thousands of pages have i put online already and the pace seems to be increasing with each passing year… ironically, the number of comments seems to diminish with each passing year, suggesting maybe that my manic marathon pace is not attracting many who want to keep up, but i’ve got to be me, and all that jazz… somewhere out there, someone is out there somewhere, somebody to love, i know…

and how many song lyrics did you just see pass before your eyes :)

ok, so what else has been going on (or through my head) since i last poured some words out here… and who might i be asking?... well, me, i suppose, though i still seem to be dreaming that somebody somewhere is hanging on every word and reading my mind and knowing me so truly deeply madly completely and all the fairy tale happily ever after sharing everything stuff… which is why i am still here after all these years, still writing myself long into the night, still sharing everything inside in words when no one is around… still believing in love…

i’ve been indulging my love of chocolate all through the holidays and still have bags sitting around here (which i must start giving away in more quality if i am ever going to return to optimal weight again {he says as he unwraps another lindt lindor truffle… mixing the white and dark ones is even better than the milk ones sometimes… oh so yum} and optimize the physical experience i still have left in this life)…

maybe i ought to go to the gym tonight in spite of having six hours of softball tomorrow… a very good idea in many ways, though risky for the leg muscles as they are so overworked compared to all the other muscles… we shall see, aye? (and i wish for a gym partner and a physical life partner and so on and so forth again and again and… the loneliess seem to be cropping up more and more lately too… not with the downbeats that often accompany them though, which makes me wonder if i am repressing or suppressing or some sort of pressing the depressing side of loneliness or maybe i am finally evolved to the point where i accept and love being me alone and am not sad that i have no partner {what?... no more desperation or neediness at all?... ooooo, how will i ever relate to a human again?... no wonder i am alone, aye?} and still want to share)…

introspection amidst random thoughts, how quaint… or something like that… meanwhile, i am importing music again as i visited the library and took out a couple of stacks of cds… i’ve got just over 100 gigs of music on my mybook, some as mp3s and some as lossless and some as both… ultimately, though, i should save them all as wav files and compress only when i am moving the music to a more portable player or when i upload music to a website, but i do not have that much time…

well, that’s enough for this entry... tune in another time and there’ll most likely be another with even more enthusiasm (or sarcasm)…