Saturday, April 26, 2008
The 37 Hour Date
I am not going to go into details of my date, but I will say that it was an experience that I have not had before insofar as it was not like getting to know someone new; someone foreign, but catching up with and old friend. Never before have I had the feeling that I have come home. Never before had I felt the feeling that, even for the moment, that I could be the most important thing in another persons life. Never before have I not wanted something to end....
From spending hours in Spencer's laughing at the same dumb joke items, to sharing the same air parked in my jeep looking out over the water in Toms River have I ever felt that something just felt right.
37 hours. An infinitesimally small amount of time compared to the time until we can see one another again. And for the first time, I can say, without any reservations, that it doesn't suck.
Thursday, April 03, 2008
Work front is the same I guess those who know me know exactly what that means, I have been assigned to the library for some strange reason. Being there and doing things like cataloging and helping students with research and other day to day activities makes me regret not getting a degree in Library Sciences. Not that it is too late. I need to seriously thing about going back to school. After all I have like 17 years left before retirement. Not even the half way mark in my career, so it would actually pay, to invest time and money now, for something I might actually enjoy doing for the remainder of my career.
Meterologically, March is mercurial at best. For me it was steady and calm and as placid as any lake in may.
Till next time crimestoppers.