Nine months since a post is too long, too long (old lady down the lane). But it does feel like, in 2010, blog voices are swirling in the wind, like the virtuous pagans. It ain't what it was, and it ain't even what is it.
However, though, when six of the nine (easy, Sandberg, easy) are lousy, and you have to look at/reach for/fear the deep, then blogging (the most adorable and gashiest of communication) takes a back seat.
1) I'm sniffing the sixth month of unemployment. And in Tennessee, you can't rely on the week-to-week promise the UIC offers you. Motherfuckers.
2) Those reading this blog know what K's "advisor" did to her in June. Let's just say it's good that "X" and I don't hang out with the same people/in the same bars/near the same part of town. Because what he did would normally result in a few missing teeth or a bloody beaker.
3) Vis a vis #1, I can't insure my wife's meds. And V***erbilt is shitty about that.
4) I have a l**** i**** I'm dealing with. Bring it!
5) Through it all, I have the most positive outlook that one in my sitch could have. I don't know how those who don't roll deep get through it. I sleep terribly..but I love my wife, my friends, my parents, my dog, and that is what is what is is. And not what "it is." What "is is."
How are y'all?
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
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