October 17, 2009
October 15, 2009
Log 1 from Denver
I've missed the fine movement of travel. The little things like getting to my gate on time, sitting in tight cramped seats and seeing new landscapes unfold before my eyes always seem to aspire gusto in me.
My nose has cleared up quite a bit; the mountain air and the vitamin c I get where I can is helping. In contrast to getting well this Autumn bear is fantastic.
I reckon we should backtrack. I feel like I should go detail by detail the day but it's all one large beautiful blur. I enjoyed a ride to Kansas City and the airport from my lady. In simplest words this has made me quite happy. It's work, it's damn good work and this relationship is absolutely worth every ounce of work, discussion and time.
The trip is young still: tomorrow Wayne and I are going to head up to Boulder and just enjoy the town and Saturday we'll hopefully hit up Estes. There is much work to be done before I get home and when I get home but all in all I'm quite relaxed. I'm not sure how well I'll sleep but yeah, things are good.
Cheers.
My nose has cleared up quite a bit; the mountain air and the vitamin c I get where I can is helping. In contrast to getting well this Autumn bear is fantastic.
I reckon we should backtrack. I feel like I should go detail by detail the day but it's all one large beautiful blur. I enjoyed a ride to Kansas City and the airport from my lady. In simplest words this has made me quite happy. It's work, it's damn good work and this relationship is absolutely worth every ounce of work, discussion and time.
The trip is young still: tomorrow Wayne and I are going to head up to Boulder and just enjoy the town and Saturday we'll hopefully hit up Estes. There is much work to be done before I get home and when I get home but all in all I'm quite relaxed. I'm not sure how well I'll sleep but yeah, things are good.
Cheers.
October 5, 2009
Life in most aspects is tinged with excitement and a general feeling of happiness in my heart. The kind of earnest happiness that makes me nervous and giddy. The kind of happiness that must be earned, and as such my anxiety which I felt I had conquered once again rises to the surface to make fear that I will lose this. That I will screw up as I always do. It's a devil, that anxiety. It won't win.
But I'm smarter than I once was, I'm stronger. I'm better as a whole and as someone who interacts in the world.
In other areas of my life (not involving pretty, earthy, blondes) I feel like the ground is shaking beneath me and I cannot get a grip on ledge or descending plate, that perhaps Max is going to be swallowed up by the earthquake and I will fall forever and ever and ever. Just a long few months perhaps.
I'm still smiling though.
Cheers.
But I'm smarter than I once was, I'm stronger. I'm better as a whole and as someone who interacts in the world.
In other areas of my life (not involving pretty, earthy, blondes) I feel like the ground is shaking beneath me and I cannot get a grip on ledge or descending plate, that perhaps Max is going to be swallowed up by the earthquake and I will fall forever and ever and ever. Just a long few months perhaps.
I'm still smiling though.
Cheers.
September 27, 2009
September 24, 2009
September 21, 2009
Eggs, Toast and Coffee
I'm a bit groggy. I think I got a bit of the congested bug that Gavin has. Not quite incapacitating; not in the least. However, it's there. It made getting up a chore.
Regardless, despite sleeping in two additional hours I found the moxxy to make my coffee, cook scrambled eggs, toast and shave (my neck at least).
I was working this weekend on trying to make a playlist for my friend Tara. She gave me two cds full of goodness when I left Louisville and I sort of wanted to repay the favor: show where my tastes align and differ with hers.
I forgot how hard making a playlist is. I don't just mean a hodge podge of what I like but compiling a list in a special order that is both an honest representation of the music I love and also has stuff that she'd enjoy.
Needless to say, I proceeded to igift it to her and the playlist was chopped in half due to a mix of Beatles songs not being carried on Itunes and the variety of bootleg songs I have: (Eric Clapton's Danny Boy, The Killers "When You Were Young" from a session at Abbey Road in which it is entirely acoustic, etc). Regardless, she says she enjoyed it, though I've heard no more.
I really like the Format. I forgot about them. Silly me.
I need a chance to run rampant and hit the roads to St. Louis. Soon. Very, Very, Very Soon. Notice the capitals? That's how important it is.
So to the (two?) people who read this: what's your favorite trip meal?
Regardless, despite sleeping in two additional hours I found the moxxy to make my coffee, cook scrambled eggs, toast and shave (my neck at least).
I was working this weekend on trying to make a playlist for my friend Tara. She gave me two cds full of goodness when I left Louisville and I sort of wanted to repay the favor: show where my tastes align and differ with hers.
I forgot how hard making a playlist is. I don't just mean a hodge podge of what I like but compiling a list in a special order that is both an honest representation of the music I love and also has stuff that she'd enjoy.
Needless to say, I proceeded to igift it to her and the playlist was chopped in half due to a mix of Beatles songs not being carried on Itunes and the variety of bootleg songs I have: (Eric Clapton's Danny Boy, The Killers "When You Were Young" from a session at Abbey Road in which it is entirely acoustic, etc). Regardless, she says she enjoyed it, though I've heard no more.
I really like the Format. I forgot about them. Silly me.
I need a chance to run rampant and hit the roads to St. Louis. Soon. Very, Very, Very Soon. Notice the capitals? That's how important it is.
So to the (two?) people who read this: what's your favorite trip meal?
September 17, 2009
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