"Pisspot of a Diuretic Mind. What a CLEVER title!", he said to himself.
But alas, to read the "blog" it seems the mind has run dry. That is not actually true, my "diuretic mind" is constantly running. I just don't sit down to write it all out. Maybe now that i HAVE THIS PAGE SAVED ON MY NEW COMPUTER i CAN COMMIT TO GETTING MORE OUT.
D'OH! Stupid CapsLock...
What a silly name, "blog". I'm not even sure what the "B" is for.
My breakfast is burning....
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Here I sit on Xmas day...
... the snow is falling gently outside my window. If only the beauty of the day could fill my heart.
I was happy last year. I thought my "search" was finally over. Now I sit alone. About a mile away, she is with another.
It's been nearly a year since she blind-sided me. I absolutely did not see it coming, oblivious in my own, rare, happiness and contentment. And yes, rare that is.
I was happy last year. I thought my "search" was finally over. Now I sit alone. About a mile away, she is with another.
It's been nearly a year since she blind-sided me. I absolutely did not see it coming, oblivious in my own, rare, happiness and contentment. And yes, rare that is.
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