tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289676102011-04-21T14:41:32.146-06:00wodahsnoreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28967610.post-42746474109719012802007-05-14T09:48:00.000-06:002007-05-15T18:31:39.155-06:00

Had an interesting month so far. I've been busy with work, sank myself into projects that bring allot into play in one way or another. Not too sure why except to keep myself busy.I took to the canvas again. I wasn't sure when I would be able to as each time I attempted to draw I'd wind up getting frustrated and ripping it apart. It seemed that something was stopping me, I was trying do create art

wodahsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28967610.post-63114308664422763072007-03-08T16:06:00.000-06:002007-03-08T16:22:54.223-06:00

"Between the conception and the creation, between the emotion and the response, falls the Shadow"Decent poem by T.S. Elliot, since what I've written to her seems to get lost in the ether.None of my emails (well one was a novel to be honest) was received. Or if it was, I have no idea. She said no, and I believe her.Seems that all email has been blocked from me to her at work, well except for dumb

wodahsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28967610.post-15697098042353106732007-03-06T11:18:00.000-06:002007-03-08T15:07:03.734-06:00

I suppose it's simply another chapter coming to a close.Just finished up working on a project that took 2 months of proposal work, 2 weeks of planning, and 4 days of staying awake to complete it; total lack of sleep. In finishing it I figured I made enough money for bills for the next 1/2 year; like I was saying earlier spent a little bit and got my bike fixed back to it's track readiness.Took it

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Well, Lisa just left. I took Sharon’s advice and decided to just ask about who she’s been seeing. Took lots of guts because I feared the answer; I know she's dating someone else but my heart needs to know. It feels to good inside to be just a fling. It's been so long since someone moved me like she has. The more I think of it; perhaps it's only happened in dreams, in idle thoughts that to me

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