Friday, September 30, 2005

9/30/05 Pyloric Erections Ü

Those are goosebumps. Ü Do you know the feeling when you aren't even looking or thinking about something and your life just "clicks", the blocks fall into place? I had that 2 days ago. I found a kindred spirit at work of all places and it "clicked" as to why I was so drawn to this person. Magic.......and the feeling was great and I got goosebumps and my heart beat a little faster. They got goosebumps too. And even now, I am getting them again. Ü It is like I found something that has been lost for so long and sometimes I wasn't even looking for it like I do other "mysteries" to my psyche. It sparked a vision of the road that I should be on and a will to get back on it. It is all about me. I want to be who I am supposed to be and who I am destined to be. There are things that I want to pursue and not care what others think about them. There is so much to do and I have felt for a long time that I am on a deadline, that I won't have the time that I need, I know that it is limited but I will not know until that exact moment that time is up. I don't want to regret that I have not at least tried to do the things on my list. Everyone has a list. If you don't, take some time and jot a few things down.....
not in order here but for example:
1. Travel to Bali and stay in a bungalo on stilts in the water.
2. Learn to ride a motorcycle.
3. Tandem jump from a plane.
4. Get in shape.

And there are so many more that I have on my list but haven't completed and feel that it may be necessary in order to find out who I am before time is up.
TTFN

Monday, September 19, 2005

9-19-05 Who is the slacker now?

Difficult to believe that it has nearly been a month since my last post. Now I really can't give my not frequent writing friend's any grief about their not updating their blogs. Ü

I am inspired today. Here is a little secret.....

Since about age 16 I have wanted to be a Playboy Bunny. Just the one who wore the bunny costume and worked at the club (not the nudie ones with staples in their navels). Since then so much has changed. There is no bunny club anymore and the magazine and all it is associated with seems to be based primarily on the nudity aspect (I know you guys out there read it for the articles Ü )......Besides, what would my friends, coworkers and family think?
Worrying about what others think and trying to mold yourself into the form that you think they want you to be is a dying battle. I am always fighting myself to be something that maybe I wasn't meant to be.
I am on the search again for the real me. For those of you who read the whole bunny post (pre-edit), disregard and start over. Ü I keep getting off the path, not just "The road not taken", but really lost to the point that a map would be nice but wouldn't even begin to help.

Here's to week one. Ü