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Boredom
By georgeha (Tue Dec 12, 2006 at 12:59:28 PM EST) ho ho ho, sword of damocles, escape, SAD (all tags)
I can barely write a diary.

Plus, my young man's fantasies and realities have swapped, incoming mother in law, One Tolk over the line, and less.

Poll: Why can't I get into the holiday spirit?



Work is still rough, some of our biggest customers are in their seasonal crunch, which is giving us a seasonal crunch. There has been quite the clamor for an onsite visit. Just give me enough notice to get my prescriptions refilled.

Can you believe my Nokia 1100 is still holding a charge from last week? That's over 6 9 hour days on in standby. I only made three calls on it.

Mrs. Ha is getting a few sub hours at her old job, you wouldn't think a few hundred a month would make a difference on our budget, but it does.

As a young man, playing AD&D, Traveller, Squad Leader or Third Reich, I often though how nice it would be to have a partner, and live in domestic bliss. Lately those thoughts have been reversed, thinking how nice it would be to spend some time where my biggest worry was a stack of 3/8 inch cardboard squares. There's a good chance I'll get to relive that time this weekend, there is a meet on Saturday I want to go to.

Of course, it will require split second timing. MIL is staying with us this weekend, so I'm in charge of the kids on Saturday, which means I have to negotiate swimming classes and a birthday party for five year old that overlaps with ten year old's class. I'm hoping to have someone give ten year old a ride home.

Tonight I hope to deliver some GS cookies with ten year old, to raise cash to buy a Christmas tree tomorrow, assuming I can take tomorow off as I planned. Payday is Friday and my account is pretty low. I still have an action item to see what cookies have no chance of being delivered for my faithful net correspondents.

I picked up The Hobbit a few nights ago, in anticipation of my annual escape into Middle Earth, a Christmas tradition I began in seventh grade. I couldn't start it, I'm not sure if I'm afraid of ripping through it too fast, or that it's not enough escape for me.

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