Winter

Flakes are ever falling, ever turning, blown on their path to wherever they'll end up, ceaseless in their journey.

They circle and spiral around a young woman and her two tiny dogs that frolic in the white wonderland that is my backyard.

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There's an old man who comes into the bank every other day or so just to talk to me and he's weird. He can't help himself, I suppose, but he thinks he has all kinds of government secrets to sell and he fancies himself a source of knowledge. It's intriguing, in a way, to listen to him pontificate, but right now I'm tired of all of his crap and I want to work when I'm at work. What a strange sentiment.

Maybe I'll be like that some day, although I would hope not. I wonder what causes old men to get to that point where they just don't give a damn any more? I guess I shouldn't just say old men because it's not just men that do that, but it seems more previlent in old men when they talk about the way things were. Old women tend to dress oddly, with a wide variety of colors that shouldn't ever be matched together.

The Sweetest Thing

I'm losing you...I'm losing you. Ain't love the sweetest thing?

Such a strange song. I love it, yet the lyrics really just don't make a whole lot of sense. But that's Bono for you.

Anyway, I don't really have a whole lot to say as I'm not feeling too terribly well at the moment. I think I'm coming down with something and I'm probably going to end up going to bed in a few minutes. But such is the case with me: I had planned on going to sleep, but I wanted to see what was happening in the world, so I sat down at the computer to read the news before I went to sleep. I turned on the mp3 player and started reading. That was 20 minutes ago and I finished reading probably 10 minutes ago. I keep making excuses to stay up and listen to the music. I don't know why, but I felt like I had to share that.

The other thing that's been going on lately is thus. I went out on a date in the middle of December with this girl and things seemed to go really well. She lives far away (probably an hour drive, which isn't too bad but doesn't make things easy to get together) and I haven't seen her since that first date. In fact, I get the feeling like things aren't going to work (the distance is too much for her) and I've pretty much come to grips with it. I think she's trying to be nice (because we end up talking/emailing every day) and I'm okay with that. But she then sends me random messages about how she's thinking about me and how she'd like to see me. It's so strange. Doesn't make sense to me. If you're interested, clear up some time on your schedule. If not, then let it go. I hate it when I get mixed messages. I don't know...I haven't ever and probably never will understand women. And that's the only thing I'm certain about.

Echoes, Silence, Patience and Grace

Yes, that is the title of the Foo Fighters newest album and I must say that it is incredibly good. My favorite song thus far is titled "Let it Die," which I'm guessing is the accuser's point of view of a ruined relationship. Just a guess. But there's some heavy, some not so heavy and loads of good lyrics. So if you're in the market for a new Cd, I must say that I recommend Echoes, Silence, Patience & Grace. Then again, I am a fan of pretty much all of Dave Grohl's work, so I couldn't really stay away.

I went to a house party this weekend past with Stephanie (Jason's Stephanie) and her friend Amy and it made me think about the days we had in college. It was in a tiny, cramped apartment and there were a bunch of under aged kids playing the typical drinking games. It was strange to look at, but the three of us who were older ended up sitting on the couch, drinking and talking while all the younger ones crowded around a table and pushes and shouted. My sister was getting pissed because she was worried the party was going to get busted at any minute and the hostess didn't really care. So we (and by we, I mean Stephanie, Amy and I) decided to hit the road. There was a light talk about heading to downtown Naperville, but we called it an early night because Stephanie and Amy had long drives ahead of them. Still, it was a good time. Perhaps because Stephanie set herself up for a couple of "that's what she said" jokes right after she said they can't really fit into conversation (yeah, I used it right there). So that was fun.

I guess I'm going to be teaching Stephanie how to play guitar. She seemed really pumped about learning it and I'm always open to teaching guitar. I can remember not being able to play certain chords and not knowing anything about rhythm, so I'm happy to return the favor that others bestowed upon me years ago. That is one spectacular sentence. I'm not sure it's correct, but I just don't care any more.

Anyway, I just wanted to say hello. I hope everyone is having a wonderful 2008 thus far.

In the evening

Yesterday was a bad day for me. I woke up, got ill and spent the day sleeping, shivering on the couch and then sleeping again. But I feel much better today, so I guess I'll go in to work. The other thing that happened that made it bad is the my cousin's father-in-law passed away last night. I didn't really know him very well, but it still sucks that he passed. So I'll be heading over to the wake today and I'll try to find out when the funeral is.

On the bright side, Caleb is coming into town this weekend and it's going to be great. I've already got seven people who said they want to come over on Saturday night, so we're going to be playing some drinking games and having a good time. Hopefully everyone can make it and things will be excellent.

Anyway, just wanted to say something. I let this go too long normally, so I'm trying to get better at it. Have a great one.