Saturday, November 05, 2005

11505 Saturday

11/5/05 Saturday
     I just noticed that I was a day off on my dates with this journal. I debated leaving it the way it was or correcting it because I try to leave it as I wrote it to illustrate accurately how this brain injury affects me. Nah, I corrected it.
     I saw this while browsing blogs by clicking on the next blog button at the top. This has become a leisure activity that gives little nuggets of good stuff on occasion. It also has a bad side as I run into all kinds of things I don’t need or want to see. Porn is at the top of the list. That is a problem that I work to beat. It’s too easy when I am in this house all day to just take a peak and then it doesn’t stop there. (I hope the reader is not offended. As I recovered from this accident I did some serious thinking about life and developed the philosophy I now live by. Among them is honesty about me, no secrets. It is next to impossible but a powerful incentive for me to follow another principle of this philosophy. “Live a life you can love. Become a person you can be proud of.)      
One of the mental tools I use to resist this is to think of the hell some of those girls go through, trapped in a life they can’t escape. Another big help is my love for Cherie and I realize that I commit mental adultery when I look at this crap. I also know that if you feed a monster it grows. Keep feeding it and the monster will devour you.
     As usual I went of on a tangent and lost track of what I was heading for. Had to go up to the beginning to see what that was so here it is. Some of the following is a bit crude but there are some good ones here. It was titled Buddhist proverbs or something like that.  

Virginity like bubble, one prick, all gone.Man who run in front of car get tiredMan with hand in pocket feel cocky all day.Foolish man give wife grand piano, wise man give wife upright organ.Man who walk through airport turnstile sideways going to BangkokMan who scratch ass should not bite fingernailsMan who eat many prunes get good run for money.Baseball is wrong; man with four balls cannot walk.War does not determine who is right, war determine who is left.Man who fight with wife all day, get no piece at night.It take many nails to build crib, only one screw to fill it.Man who stand on toilet is high on pot.Man who fish in other man's well often catch crabs.Man who fart in church sit in own pew.Man who drive like hell, bound to get there.Crowded elevator smell different to midget.

     Still funny to me. On with the day.
Cherie gets to work today. She left a little while ago at 8:45. I don’t have anything scheduled to do so I will plan something out. It helps when I do that otherwise I just wander from whatever grabs my attention to whatever distracts me to starting lots of things I don’t finish. One of the things I can focus on is writing. I need to direct that to the website stuff which will pretty much entail writing an autobiography.
     Time to get showered and stuff. I remembered to take my pill this morning. Forgot yesterday till four PM when I checked the pill minder. Should fix breakfast but who knows. I’ll check E-mail and shut the lid on this device. That didn’t work. Last night I got frustrated as I tried to correct or at least understand this editing title at the top. Then I couldn’t close a word document that opened by itself and is blank. That same thing just happened again but I don’t want to deal with it to avoid the stress and frustration that sometimes triggers slow downs.
     It’s 11:18 and I have got nothing done so far except start another blog called What about Bob? At  I did manage to get an E mail off to Linda. I had a moment of confusion where I thought it was the 25th so I apologized for being so late when I really wasn’t that bad. Fred did call to tell me he called Firestone and bitched about Eric’s attitude. I best get in the shower now. Cherie may come home at noon or not. They have lots of work to do. Time to move.
     Cherie came home a moment ago. We went shopping for boots and didn’t find anything that was comfortable. I might have to pay bigger money to get something that works. Then I looked for tennis shoes with about the same amount of success. I was getting tired of shoes and had a problem with there being so many shoes to pick from.
     We went and got some food and ice cream and came home. See ya. I got to spend some time with my wife.

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