Archive for October, 2005

The wife has an ammusing sneeze. It sounds like a cartoon mouse’s sneeze … or like a mouse getting stepped on. That’s no joke — one time she sneezed in front of her father, and he quite literally lifted up his shoe to see if he’d stepped on one.

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Those of you who know me personally know one thing for sure: I like to hit on people. Man, woman, undecided, it doesn’t matter — I think it’s fun, and I think it’s funny when the object of my affections squirms and tries to run away. I can count the number of times I’ve been outclassed at this little game on one hand, and one of my conquerors was my now-mother-in-law. Go figure. I can play all day long, but when the wife looks like she’s about ready to call a personal foul I have to back off.

She knows where I sleep, after all.

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I’ve had absolutely no will to blog lately, despite the lack of entertaining material on the web sites I normally haunt and the fact that I refuse to watch television. I’ve been reading books, working my ass off, and occasionally tossing gasoline on the fire over at Political Pagan. Things have been happening, but the thought of trying to do a proper job of documenting life’s little oddities has been daunting enough to keep me the hell away from this blog. Things have been happening in the lives of other bloggers I know, but as Thunderbird stacks up the list of posts I haven’t read, I whimper like a little bitch and tell myself I’ll catch up with everyone when I’m feeling more like myself.

I don’t know what the hell is going on with me. I just don’t have much energy for much of anything: blogging, surfing, scheming, or really much of anything aside from work, laundry, or hugging the wife. I’m pretty sure this means I’m depressed, but damned if I know why. Then, of course, there’s the fact that you generally can’t go sharing this feeling with those you love, because they start getting all freaked out while you just sit there and try to figure out if you should bother comforting them, or if you should try to figure out what’s going on with yourself and move on with your life.

I will say this much: blogging was helpful as all hell with work-related stress, and now that that the situation at work has improved somewhat, maybe I can sit back and summarize what’s going on. Maybe it will help me the same way it helped me before.

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