You're supposed to use surge protectors for a reason, as it turns out.

Lightning might strike your building and fry your motherboard.

It could be weeks till I have a regular connection. Wah.

Here is a list of things which you may or may not know:

Girls mess up my head. But I really like them anyway.

I like plants.

The two strongest forces that influence my life: Inertia and Anxiety.

I am an unapologetic geek.

Other people go to church. I go walking in the woods.

I am not good with conflict or confrontation.

If I am blogging, emailing, or IMing, I should probably be working instead.

Bacon is my favorite spice.

I have been suffering from a severe case of iPod envy lately.

I wish my life had a soundtrack. I'm pretty sure I could find a good song for just about every moment.

I can be remarkably perceptive about some things, and painfully obtuse about others. It's really not intentional.

I have a sneaking suspicion that I'm a lesbian.

My misanthropy is based in my arrogant (though probably correct) belief that I am smarter than most people.

When it comes to Talking (note capital "T") about things, I am just about all or nothing. I can keep my mouth, or I can get into all the stoopid details, but I have a very hard time with anything in between.

I have no idea why I started writing this list. I had just intended to write a little note that said "sorry there haven't been more notes".

If there was cholesterol in beer or coffee, I probably wouldn't live past 40.

I think I'm going to get a new job.

Mmmm, planty.

I am in the woods.

It's nice here.

Mmmmmm, Dialup.

Conundrum: I had my fourth date, such as it is, with a lovely lady this weekend. She is very nice and cool and smart and hot and is all ways attractive to me. I'd be really excited about the possibilities but: She's got 2 kids. And up until meeting her I thought I was totally not into kids. At least not right now. But right now I wonder. What to do? How long can we date before we have to discuss? Am I already leading down the primrose path? Ack. Go away brain.

Also, I am old.

Having gone on my first, real actual date in many years, I can confidently say I have no idea what I'm doing. Girls are confusing.

You know who is hot?

Ada is hot.

Morgan is hot.

Almost every girl on SG from the Baltimore area seems to be hot as well.

Perhaps I should be going to more SGMD type events.

Is it spring yet? I want to quit my job and play with plants all day.

I may be forced, once more, to work on marketing at work. I really didn't get a scientific degree to have to deal with that kind of bullshit.

But it probably beats looking for a new job.

Wow. A pathetically long time since I attempted to do anything with this journal.

Life will do that to you sometimes.

I've actually been home instead of travelling constantly for almost a month. Which is great. I'm starting to remember what it's like to have a life.

But how long will it last? My cat has been living with my mom for how many months now? I'd like to take her home again, but as soon as I do I'll get that damn call to Uzbekistan for six weeks.

Someday I'll get off my ass and find a new job.

blek.

So I put in some pictures, at long last.

The unfortunate part is the fact that they are all of my cats.



Who's the black private dork who's a sex machine with all the chicks?

*SHAFT*

God I need to get out more.