The Dizzying Heights

Welcome to the Dizzying Heights. Welcome to my world. As you can see, the space has changed. The mood has changed. In fact EVERYTHING has changed (as the Universe is wont to do). I have opened my world back up due to "Popular Demand" (or simple request as the case may be.)

My sincerest apologies to anyone who may possibly be offended by the content, but alas, you were given the gift of Free Will as a birth rite, so feel free to exit at any time.

Enjoy the ride. As always, please keep all appendages and loose objects in the forum at all times. I will not be held responsible for lost or stolen hearts, parts or anything else that may (or may not) belong to you.

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Merry Flippin' Christmas

So, I went to iMass last night, hoping to accomplish something but WHAT exactly, I'm not entirely sure. In any event, I did it. Here's the thing, I'm not Catholic and in fact, I am not even a Christian. Don't get me wrong, I think Jesus was a great guy...you know, kind heart, loving, giving (albeit a little narcissistic (I mean, 'Here, eat this bread with me, BUT it's my body, so... and this here wine? Go ahead and drink it, but it's my blood, so remember everytime you drink, you have to think of me.')), compassionate, loyal. All those good things, like me (Makes me automatically hear "The Killers"..."He doesn't look a thing like Jesus, but he talks like a gentleman, like you remember when you were young.") BUT ANYWAY... Now do I believe that he was born of a virgin and is the flesh incarnation of "God's" son, uh...that would be a solid NO.

So now, here's the other stuff...I am almost devastated by this Christmas (but not quite). I was faced with a cancer scare (a story for a different time and frame of mind). I am without my ex-wife and child for the first time in forever. I cannot (and probably will never) see the woman that I am illogically in love with (yes, I admit it...again and again...I mean afterall, the first step is acknowledging there's a problem, right?) Good grief will it never end?

The positive side to all of this is that I get to spend the afternoon wit my father (YAY!), whom I adore more than anything in this world. I am making "comfort food" that my great grandmother used to make (Chicken and dumplings) and we're going to a movie. I have friends that love me and whom I love dearly. I am alive. I am well (sort of if you can forget that I have pneumonia at this point in time, which I am trying to do). I have a roof over my head and best part of all, I am smiling. Can you believe it? I have candles lit, peace in my heart and a damn smile on my face.

Why I am writing all of this I don't know. I had a point to where I was going when I started writing, but I lost it somewhere along the way. Hmmm. Well, I'm all jacked up over this now, but perhaps if I remember, I will come back and finish...well doesn't that just suck?

10:55 a.m. - 2007-12-25

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