2007-12-12, 4:34 p.m.
These are dangerous times, when you think things are going sooo smoothly. Iím afraid to let my guard down lest terrible things start to happen again. Of course, as long as I behave myself, things ought to stay all peachy keen, right?
Finally starting to get my new phone running right. It was our 2 year contract renewal time, and I really disliked my old phone. I was itching to finally upgrade. Did some reading, did some thinking, ended up getting the MOTOKRZR after swearing Iíd never get another Motorola device. So far at least, the biggest complaint I had against my old phone does not seem to be an issue with the new guy Ė battery life.
Now, I think I got the music playing part figured out. All I really need is a set of headphones that fits. No, Iím not going Bluetooth either. Personally, I think it looks silly. And who among us is so freakin tied into the world that they need instant network access 24/7? Get over it already.
Speaking of get over it, why is the Federal government involved in the whole Barry Bonds deal? Why are the Feds involved in the baseball doping scandal at all? Isnít that baseballís problem? Instead of spending millions to investigate whether or not Barry used the ďclear or the creamĒ, let baseball add an asterisk to Bondís name in the record book and use those millions of dollars to provide health care for needy individuals. Itís asinine wasting money on something that doesnít really matter at all.
Good Al Anon meeting last night. Arenít they all good? Seems that way. Six whole people last night. Last week was only 3, but then the weather was pretty lousy last week too. Heck, itís December in NY, what did anyone expect?
Cindy seemed quiet again last night, but I never really got a chance to ask talk to her about it. Maybe sheís getting antsy about our counseling session this afternoon. Sheís good at getting herself all worked up over something Ė stressing about it until she gets all out of sorts. Now when I sense this happening, Iím supposed to be more proactive (I intensely dislike that term), tell her Iím uncomfortable with her lack of communication and ask if Iíve done something to merit the cold shoulder.
On the other hand, rather than stewing about it, couldnít she just open up and tell me whatís bugging her with out me having to play 20 questions? Of course, the same applies to me.
Oops, alarm just chimed that itís time to go. Guess Iíll be dragging some work home. Fun stuff.
Bowling tomorrow. Man, I get so itchy to bowl.
Enough with the disjointedness. Gotta run.
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