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Time flies or at least that's the goal. This morning was the dedication of our new church building and coincidentally, the first time I've attended at least part of a service in months. It isn't laziness or apathy, it's the avoidance of that crushing feeling I get in my chest as I sit there without her. Since I've been back from California, I've been quite busy with work. I would say too busy, but when you don't really have anything else filling your time, that doesn't hold much water. This little snapshot of me is proof that I am in fact still breathing. The hair is a little longer (and I'm not sure what I'm going to do with that), but I'm here. I'd like to get to a place where I feel like writing again. I get between 100 and 200 SPAM comments a day here that I must manually weed through... it's stifling. There's just no substance in my life other than its abuse. I'm tired all time, but lack of exercise is equally at fault with too little sleep. It's on my list. I have a long list that seemingly keeps getting longer. I need to lose 15 pounds. I need to creatively burn my GI Bill money before I lose it in a couple years. I was thinking of getting a commercial pilots license with the coin since I can finish a degree later on the Hazelwood as a veteran. Quien sabe? There are a couple of professional certifications I need to knock out this year as a courtesy to my employer to validate my credibility to the idiots that believe in nothing but little slips of paper when judging a persons worth. I most sincerely want to spend the time, effort, and money to visit my dear out of town friends this year... somehow... someway. I got a raise while I was in California. It was most unexpected... which is the best kind imho. It wasn't Earth-shattering, but it was greatly appreciated. My body feels like it's three aye emm. Tomorrow is another day, right?