Are we happy yet?

Are we happy yet? We have everything we have wished for so far so this should make us happy, yes? What will we want when we have everything we have asked for?

I do not know if happiness is what we should be seeking throughout our lives. Will it last longer or be more intense if we find the right kind of happiness?

Here comes the sun...

Our dealio is done.

I can smile now and have some reason to other than forcing it on to get through my day. I've met Teri Valenzano and we have decided to see what happens when two adults decide to begin a relationship. We have a lot in common, and a lot NOT in common! This is going to be challenging but worthwhile.

Work is going well and I am anticipating a raise soon.

I am moving back into the house in Cy-Fair and will be looking for roommates to help fill it up with some life. I wish I could take my roomies with me from here in Missouri City. They have been more than helpful and understanding, they have become true friends.

I smooshed my little car on Nov. 1st and am trying to get it back on the road.

I'll have more updates in the near future.

Looking up? (well, at least sideways)

Hey, it's my blog. i can write what if anything I like.

Still around...sort of

Just got back from a relaxing and exciting away for 3 days. Drove fast, laughed with friends, ate well and got home with no additional dents or scratches. Now of course, being completely exhausted it is 1:AM and I cannot sleep. More good news from my past life greeted me on my return. The details do not matter but they do disturb me. Nothing will be changed in the end but at this moment. I cannot sleep.

Insomnia. It's a headache that will only go away after 6:30 am when you finally are so exhausted you fall asleep but you know you must be on the road towards work. Every conversation you've ever had makes a place in your head. Every reply and reaction you failed to utter comes up and you wonder what if you had said that instead. What would be different today?

No littering

Don't want to blog about it.

I don't feel the need to spill my garbage on this highway.

Others, can't seem to stop.

Neumann is an island

But I'm trying real hard to become a peninsula.

Don't expect a lot of personal crap on display here. Its nothing exciting. I'm more apt to write about the Astros than anything "important' or "deep". I may move my poetry blog over to this site but its not about me either. Just goofy stuff.

I may write more later, I may not.