Some things are better left unsaid.

I don't what those things are because no one told me.

I woke up late today.

I was late to work, and added to the chaos of moving and most everyone coming back from vacation. I threw on clothes, didn't shower. I hadn't bought deodorant, but I did have the presence of mind to grab an old stick of travel antiperspirant of my sisters, that I had been using all week because my deodorant had exploded, to make sure I didn't sweat through my clothes. All I had was my record at work. I have filled in many times and think I have only been late once or twice in almost a year and a half. I still worried. But that is done. I made it through with little harm, because where I work is great.

I had a few sitcom moments today. I wanted to buy some cologne today. Yes, I wear cologne, that doesn't make me a metro-sexual. However my nose was a little plugged, I think because of the central air in the new building. So I couldn't just smell the nozzles, and unfortunately, I failed to see the little cards that are used for the purpose of testing the scents. I did leave there with a new cologne, and a sweet gym bag as a free gift, and sadly my hands smelling like six or seven different odors. I was assaulted with this combination all the way home, with a scratch of my beard, or a sip of my vitamin water. The issue has been resolved. I just took a shower, so I smell of body soap, conditioner, and minty freshness.

I was watching a tv cop show. When I was home I found an old pair of sweet head phones with an exceptionally long cord. As I was sitting at my computer watching the show I used my rolley chair to get around and as it turned out the cord had wrapped around the stem of the chair and I was stuck. I laughed because I could see myself. I thought, "Shit like this actually happens to people. Huh?" My life is filled with cords and screens.

I found a few new things today. Look up a cop show called "The Unusual." It started in April and has already been canceled but has ten episodes out there.

Also I found the female version of one of my favorite bands; The National. They, or she, is called Florence and the Machine. I'm sure most of you have heard of them because of their commercial success, but if not listen to them.

I'm back

I am back in the city that I have truly grown to love. I saw my hometown, but it was completely different. It seems that everything that I hated about that town expanded. Its kitsch, all of it. They know they live in a small town so they play on that. It was a long week, but only due to the travel issues. Layovers in Vegas are a good idea, in theory.

As of now I haven't slept for thirty-four and a half hours. It will probably be another hour before I fall asleep. I look forward to sleeping n my own bed, it has been the only one I have ever chose and purchased. I look forward to seeing my students again. I look forward to hearing the comments on my beard. It is apparently wild. I think that when people look at me they think I don't care about what I look like, but it is the complete opposite. A person with a beard like mine shouldn't be grooming it with anything other than their fingers, which is a rule I have broken.

Also, it's nice to be able to walk for thirty minutes without the thought of death ever crossing my mind. Montana winters validate your mortality. Only three more days left in the year, make them count.

Heading home

I must be crazy because I am leaving this wonderful 5o degree wather to go to a place with subfreezing tempretures. But I have friends and family there, so it will all work out. I had a quiet day with myself. I did some christmas shopping, watched the Fisher King, interesting. I thought that there really wasn't anything that centered around homeless people. I was wrong. I still want to write a play about it. And since it was let known that this city has one of the worst homeless populations, now is the right time. It's not that the homeless people are bad, it is just that there are a lot of them. Maybe too many to help.

I had energy today, that might have been because I woke up at 8:00. Yes in the a.m. I can't believe it. I haven't arisen that early unless it was for work or an early plane ride, for years. But we do surprise ourselves. But do we ever startle ourselves?

It has happened.

I bash Christmas, well, maybe just the Americans interpretation of it. Then I decide that I am actually looking forward to it. I think It has been a good few couple of weeks. Most people were nice and I am enjoying my friends more and more. (Wow that sounded terrible.) I mean that i am spending more time with my friends. Most people are going away so they sneak in that last bit o' Dustin and I get to see them as well.

Man, this city is incredible.

My stomach, and stomachs in general, have too many nerves to not possess a processing unit of some sort, like the brain.

I can't stop thinking about the great things that have happening to me this year, and good god what will happen next year?

Will be happy to see the Monatannittes.

Tomorrow

is the last day at our center. New year new school, this is a little exciting. I am also going to be taking a trip to Montana. That should be fun. Unfortunately, it will only be for a few days. Oh well. The end of the year is turning out to be bittersweet.

Had some bomb Chinese food, and am starting to think that my deodorant isn't working too well. Can you become immune to it? Wait those two things aren't related, unless somehow the Chinese food made me smell. I don't think that was the case but all of you in Internetland can't smell me. Could I be sweating Mu Shu? I'll let you think about that.

Enjoy the last two weeks of 2009!

My dream job

consists of having someone rich who doesn't like surprises. He/she would have the exact same interests as I and want someone to do the things they are going to do. For example. If they are planning on eating at a new restaurant, I would eat there first and let them know if the food, service, atmosphere, etc was good enough for them. Or it could be a movie they wanted to see, I would see it first and tell them if it was good. Then hopefully it would lead to things such as vacations in Bali or concerts at Madison Square Garden. I would be able to live their life first and then tell them if it is worth it. I have the personality that even if I went to a place and would not recommend it, I would still log it as an experience. Much like I do when there is a crazy person talking to me while I am waiting for the bus.

I know that this job exists I just need to meet the people who need this done. If that can be arranged then please give me a call at...