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2006-08-14 - 12:08 p.m.

today minus two (again)


this entry is brought to you by the feeling GLEE and the letters Y, E, and S (all together now)... it is not really borrwed from elsewhere, but it may seem that way when you find it here if you found parts of it elsewhere first...

yeah, ok, so Ima gonna cheata...

that is, I wrote the following few paragraphs with every intention of continuing a babbling entry for here, but then I started nodding off and let myself talk me into using the few paragraphs (and three became four) to open or enhance or expound or simply distract and fill space, perhaps, at the RealTime� blog, so continuing with the next three paragraphs here as if they were always here first babbling away is kind like cheating... but posterity might see the art in the crafty way I seduce you into reading it all again as if for the first time because in truth, this was the first time the following three paragraphs were written (it's just the upload that's second)...

confused?... well, ready or not, here they come...

jumpin jahosafat (and I wonder if the edimology of the phrase did not stem from a slang of jump in just who's so fat, perhaps used to coax a fat girl into jumping into a jump rope, double dutch, even, but that's a digression from the impetus for the phrase), it's 10Am, do you know where your children are?... and why aren't you with them?.. oh, they are with someone else who is molding their tender impressionable minds, someone very likely earning a lot less than you and certainly less than your average licensed plumber, electrician, auto-worker, or trucker that you entrust to turn them into the people they shall become, while you are working elsewhere on more important projects?... don't want to think of it in just those terms, do you?...

well, you put it your way then...

but who am I to talk, I've not created any children to give away before they lose all of their baby teeth, or even grow in any of their baby teeth, in many cases... I am not judging, simply observing and stating what I see... and remembering what I experienced... and I love the way I turned out, though I would like closer bonds with family and would have liked to have known any of my biological family... inside me, however, I'm just as I want to be in almost every way (and when I'm not lazy or playing dumb, I love myself as I am in every way I can and am open to exploring new ways all the time)...

ta-da!...

ohmigord, can I get any more egocentric, drama queen?

nevermind, just pay attention as I continue...

so a child does not need a home and family or nurturing from biological parents or any family to turn out happy and healthy and full of life and love for everything and everyone... it's really a choice each child must make for his or herself... and maybe it is easier to fall into the poor me self pity trap of feeling deprived and underprivileged (because it's so easy to get labeled as such and it is so easy to buy into the label), but that does not mean a child must choose the easy way... it may seem harder to thumb your nose at the cultural pressures and labels, it may seem easier to take the hand-outs and buy into the idea that the world owes you something, but in the end that choice just makes becoming a whole secure together balanced person all the more challenging (and near impossible in many cases)...

yeah, that's the ticket...

see what can happen (did something happen?) when I return from the gym all gung ho about being me?... even though my shoulders droop and my head wobbles and my arms are limp and legs are numbish and tingling and my stomach is on the queasy side of bubbly and I am dripping wet with sweat and my fingers feel like lead, each labored sigh is a quiet cheer for me... yes, phew, you got it... all together now, PHEW... and now louder in three step chord progression holding the last one in three part harmony:

PHEW...PHEW...PHEW...PHEW!


alrighty then...

doesn't that feel good?... better?... wonderfully wonder filled?... well, it would if you were in my shoes or just here dancing beside me... you really must experience a true full runner's high at least once in your life because you will forever become addicted to the best high of all and long for feeling your body in optimal health even after years of laziness, lethargy, and louging around in the pits of despair or some depressed neighborhood of being...

it may not be essential to the continued growth and survival of the species (but then again, it might) and you may choose to quit long before you reach the true runner's high plateau (which is not far from the restaurant at the end of the universe (but has a much better view and mad acoustics) and you may even convince yourself and all of your friends that it's a fool's game I play with your feeble little minds (or is that mind?), but you miss out on way more than you can ever imagine and rarely is any other life experience (drug, sex, rock and roll, or whatever your pleasure) even half way there...

believe it or not, it is something you'll just have to prejudge or take on faith until you get there yourself... and as for me, I nodded off momentarily in the midst of this entry (and it was stolen and used elsewhere in some other time claiming to be RealTime� no less), but that just adds to the glee of the wonder and excitement of the feeling of waking up inside (yes, Amy, there is evanescence all through life and I so wish you were here to share it once again) and remember what life is all about... it's so much fun, there's no way to describe it without bubbling over and sounding quite silly (ok, so there is a serious way to describe it, in fact, probably many serious ways to describe it, but I'm having way too much fun {with italics even} to even begin to think about the serious side of this much fun)...

did I mention that I had no fear of going to the gym even during the seventeen hour work shift (I just copped out due to pure laziness, but it was gleeful laziness as opposed to the past fear-laden crap about being too tired and not wanting to cause a heart attack or stroke or other injury... I can be so dramatic in my own mind, really)... this realization was major league excellent news as the brain laughed at my past transgressions into scaredy-cat drama...

and did you know (changing the subject, I think, cuz you really ought to know) that you have some fifty (yes, really, fifty) entries to catch up on that were not here last week... no time?... you'll just miss out then... hope that doesn't feel too bad for you... you could print them all out and leave them in the bathroom for when you are in the bathroom, after all... I won't be offended... after all, some of the crap was written there (did I say that?... well, I lied... at least none of the fifty or more entries that were not there last week were written there... my laptop is indisposed, after all... but prior entries, yup, plenty of prior entries from last year and before were rooted in botts (babbles on the toilet seat)... so feel free to print them (print it all if you like) and leave it within reach of your human waste depository...

others might even appreciate it too...

that's what I intend to do when I get my own printer, by the way, so I can keep up with reading you like never before... I'll take you with me on bus and train trips and when I am going to wait for an appointment anywhere like at the doctor or dentist or fixing my car or wherever... I'll even take a pen so I can make notes to myself and to you cuz I might have a comment or want to quote your words in my own babbles... you might have noticed I do that from time to time and just so you know, if I ever quote you and you don't want me to (or if I forget to link you and you want credit), just tell me and I'll remove your words (or add your link) or try to talk you into letting me post them anonymously... you have some great ideas and powerful writing skills, after all, and more people ought to read you...

so here we are in the today (yes and yet, almost, but that's all relative anyway if you know what I mean) and there are so many entries you probably have not seen (unless you popped in here in the six days... or four, or this weekend, if you like)... it all began quite suddenly last Friday (in RealTime) and might just finally be over this Friday (in RealTime), but who knows what tomorrow might hold... the last entry in this marathon catch up will include links to all of them (can it get any more exciting?... like the last entry of magic where I ponder the flesh and the spirit in my own rhyming way (did I do that?) or the one before yet to be completed about music, both just uploaded... or the profound trilogy of madness found in



how many days does it take to get to the center of the universe?

bullocks!

and

like an old friend


of course it could all be the runner's high)...


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