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Martinis at MacKenzie's. I'm surprised we didn't get arrested.





Okay. Couch vegetation went well. I made taquitos and managed to open more beer. Played with dog. More beer. Played with kitties. More beer. I usually wouldn't drink beer without someone here... I'm more a glass of wine in the evening kinda guy, but I decided I was going to work on my VTL growl, so I grabbed my Strat, my favorite pick, and more beer. That man has the voice. I am so completely unmotivated this evening. The only reason I am still awake is because I wanted to tell EL goodnight. I was watching Dane Cook on Comedy Central before my fruitless attempt at VTL tribute. I saw him last year at the Laff Stop here in Houston. His routine is like "rock-n-roll without the music"... full of energy and attitude... very animated. I dig stand up. This week is going to be torture.

Marvin Gaye is where it's at...

My stay in Colorado was extended through the weekend quite unexpectedly. I'm not complaining. EL and I had a wonderful week together. I have so much to catch up on this week that I don't know where to start. The pile of mail (including bills) was about 6 inches high when I got home. I need to take care of all that shit ASAP, but I think it will have to wait until tomorrow. I don't have the energy to start something I know I will have to work until finish when the finish is most certainly going to be into the wee hours of the morning. I received a bunch of tax stuff. I hate filing tax paperwork. I'd rather pay a flat tax and never get a dime back than have to hassle with filing shit every year. I seriously have other things I'd rather sink my energy into. I ate a frozen dinner tonight and started on some cold beer. It was a coin toss. Heads: I open a bottle of wine and cook for myself... Tail: I open a beer and throw something cold and pre-cooked into the microwave. I just want to veg on the couch until I can find the strength to haul my ass into bed. I saw the shuttle thing on the news. I cried. That's all I'm going to say about that. Éclair's "little friend" is in town and she is not really feeling well. I pamper her and give her lots of affection, but she's understandably under the weather. Thank God I'm male... no offense to the X chromosomes out there... I just know that I wouldn't handle menstruation well. Hell, when I get a cold it's like the world must stop and rotate around me... I can't image much worse. Thankfully, I don't get sick often. Despite this fact, EL's mother thinks I'm going to die prematurely. I could I widow the woman I love? She and I got up at 4:20 this morning to make it to the airport in time for my flight. I was the proud recipient of yet another full search. Bags, body, etc. I'm so tired I think I am hallucinating. The list of my travel woes is long and diverse. I am taking a break from the travel lotto and hanging in H-Town for a few weeks before my next flight. EL is coming to see me the next two weekends. I'm taking her to meet my mother, sister, and grandmother. I'm not terribly nervous about the whole thing, but her opinion means a lot to me and I am curious to see her reaction to my family. I really don't think I can type anything else right now. I need rest.

I'm home. My site was down because of some ISP incompetence (again). More later...

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