I'm sorry. My responses are limited. You must ask the right questions.
Happy
New Year!
I have done nothing, and it has been good. In fact, I have done nothing for so long now, its all I want to do. For New Year's Eve my wife and I watched Stardust again. I thought I heard fireworks. Its been a festival of wine since I've been off. Were it only my hand which turned it from water. Nothing + wine = teh awesome. I rocked hard in 2007, but I will conquer 2008 and reign victorious.
I always do.
So I had these two zits pop up on my forehead one morning. Big ones. I looked like Hellboy. At first, I was thankful I didn't have to leave the house for a week, then I thought, "WTF do I care?" You see, I'm not vain, I have narcissistic tendencies. I do not swoon when I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror, nor do I seek mirrors out. My assumption is that you're going to think I look fabulous no matter what kind of day I'm having. Of course this has a lot to do with the force of my personality, which awkwardly enough is not overly charismatic.
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"We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are."
I was on call, and
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Rox0r.
A month ago or so, I dreamed that I had accepted a large sum of cash in exchange for my hand. I was to have my right hand detached and a Chinese man's right hand (who only had two fingers) was to be surgically attached to my wrist in its place. I was all for this venture until I saw the make-shift "hand-remover" bolted to a table in the Chinese man's house. I kept wringing my hands in absolute fear. There was NO WAY I was going to go through with this, even if it meant losing everything by reneging on the deal. Unfortunately, I really freaked out after watching the Chinese man first detach his own hand, so...I felt really bad that I was backing out now that he just cut his hand off.
That same night,
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Sekt is the German term for sparkling wine, and its some of the driest I've ever had. Oscar is a Korean sparkling wine which tastes like complete ass, but I've had my share. If I'm ever in Italy, however, I'll ask for a bottle of Moncalvina, a very light sparkling wine. Sweet to be sure, but not too sweet.
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Thanks dude, good stuff.

2008 is going to rock!
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Glad to hear you got your net up and running. ;-)
School starts on the 15th of Jan. :-) Yay! :-P But first I gotta run in and take some tests for the state. (*gag motion*) Sucks.
anyway :-)
Catch you later.
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I must say I think perhaps you're somewhat of an "odd duck" because of the amount of stress and so forth that you put up with from your job, personal life etc... I mean come on. It isn't "easy" to hold up a "boss" job AND be a good father and husband...
Guess maybe I mean to say :-) don't be hard on yourself if you end up being a bit stressed out... and enjoy the freedom while you can. ;-)