Yes, I'm up late again. Despite the contract work, I feel like I am slacking off within my own household. I'm a shiftless layabout. A deadbeat. A bum. Unemployed. What is it about this working world? If I am not getting up at 6AM I am a lazy sod and nothing can be expected of me aside from sitting on my ass whilst I think about what to do *today*. I don't even have a decent blog to justify my wasted time. I dug out my sketch pad and pencils today along with a rough draft I had for a tattoo design my sister requested of me months ago. Progress? Somehow I doubt it.
Jeff is wonderful. He thanks me for cooking dinner and I know he means it. I appreciate that. I love to cook, especially for him. But is that the sum of my day's work? Oh, I almost opened an IRA to roll over the 401k from the job that has just rejected me. I need to move the money into a retirement account or else they will cut me a check for the amount I've contributed in the past six months....minus 20% of course. Thanks Uncle Sam, you crack whore mutherfucker. What do I do? I can't even get a call back from the animal shelter. I volunteered for chrissake! No good I tell you. *sigh*

In unrelated news I reconnected with an old friend last Friday. Someone I've known for close to twenty years but for reasons I cannot understand much less explain, we drifted apart since our weddings in 2000. I'd not seen her in over a year and our most recent communications were the odd email. I'd had a dream about her last week and in it we were kids again (well, 14 and 12 respectively) and nothing could separate us (much like real life up to two years ago). It made me very sad and when I woke, I made a promise to myself. I would put the past behind me and call her. I have a hard time letting friends slip out of my life. I just cannot do it.

Lisa and I go way back. I love her. One of these days I'll tell her about my blog. But not quite yet. I'm still skittish and afraid I'll not hear from her for months upon months. I was looking through some of my many photo albums in the hopes of finding enough pictures to post a little mini history of us but all my pics are missing me, just as I am sure all her pics are missing her. Somebody has to take the photo, eh? Besides, my sister has a monopoly of pictures from our early years and trust me, they are better off not seen! Fucking Ugh!

Here we are doing a bit of a Charlie's Angels pose for her wedding.


And during less hectic times.


I miss my friend.