I wanna ride a plastic plate.

But… there is no snow here, and I have to work, anyway.

I suppose I’ll settle for morning walkies. Going to do the 5 mile hike.

Reflecting on the children’s story… what was I afraid of as a child? Monsters weren’t too scary, but there were a few exceptions..
The bathroom held a few things.. I thought a rat or a snake might leap out of the bowl at any minute as a child. I didn’t have a bogeyman, or a closet monster, or a brain-sucking zombie that chased me… I was more afraid of mundane creatures… especially poisonous ones.. snakes again… large spiders.

It’s 2am, so I’m going to free-associate for a moment, and then go to bed. my head is a little dozey. I’ll see what I make of this in the morning. I’m half-asleep so this will most likely make no sense. begin.

nothing printable comes to mind. I want to tell secrets. I want to rat out some folks that were very evil, and I want to expose some meanies for who they are… I want to say my girls name here. I want to confess to something I shouldn’t. wondering who actually reads my journal, and how many of them do so without linking… oh, too tired. going to bed.

end.

woo.

Is it normal for a male to have fantasies of raising a child with a woman? another in my long list of reasons I think somebody slipped me a spare X chromosome. I think of my with her in a year, 5 years, 20 years… and whatever comes with it..I think that once we were together, a baby would follow quickly…for she’s not only a brilliant and loving woman, but I find her to be fantastically beautiful and erotic. I imagine in a short span there’d be a little girl with my blue eyes and her red hair & fair skin… I wonder what sort of parent I’d be, and what sort of partners my love and I would be like… we synch up a lot, and I feel we have pretty similar values, too. I wonder how we’d balance out discipline and the desire to have fun…

Is there such a thing as a ‘paternal instinct’? I think of the joy that would come from helping to create a life… to nurture it, assist in it growing, watching it blossom… going through the good times and bad. I imagine the pride in my love’s eyes as the munchkin takes first steps, says first words… reading with them at night, helping with homework, being there for them.

I also think about my love as we’d grow older together… maybe having grandchildren. (mind you, I’m picturing that 20-25 years from now… )

I don’t know… all I do know is that I love her more and more every day.

ok, so when did geocities decide I couldn’t link to pictures there anymore?

If I get one more electric shock from the nasty hub we have in here, I think I’ll get a permanent nervous tic.

Busy Day today at work. Dale’s sick, so I’m doing his and my work. no time to really read LJ today. Will eventually catch up.

Sweetheart’s Cam looks great… clear and valid copage with light sources.

Get one like it, instead of the caveman-cam currently owned.

*note to self-

Begin work on children’s story in earnest.

I’ve been slacking on my walk this week Starting tomorrow, I will get my backside to at least the beach and back, if not a 5 mile.

*commit* to at least 3 of them a week, try for 5.

Anyone who tells me there’s nothing of value of the Internet hasn’t done much looking.

I love this site. I download all manner of text to my palm, and read it at whim.

This one is good, too.. but links seem to break every here and again.

“Hey isn’t there some danger of brain damage with this?”
“It’s no worse than a week-long vodka bender, or twenty minutes on a cell phone.”

I got a great valentine’s card from one of my LJ daughters… risingentropy Thanks, Sparky… it’s very sweet. *hug*

good grief, Wake up, Scotto!

Ah, my dear, sweet Moonflower finally got the remainder of her Valentine’s day gift…The whole gift was A heart-shaped box of godivas, a packet of love letters, some pokemon toys and a web cam… finally, we can be on sleep station together…

Oh what fun. 🙂

My Icq just magically put banners on all my messages….

feh. messing up my layout.