Don't Heckle The Supervillain

...No Mr. Bond I expect you to die. Transmissions from a criminal mastermind in the making.

Thursday, May 31, 2007

 
Relay for Life

Nikki's Relay for Life is this weekend! One of the partners at Nikki's accounting firm lost his battle with cancer this year and I know Nikki and everyone at her firm miss him dearly. Nikki's team is dedicating their participation in the event to him and his family...

Event site

Team site

Personal site

GO RELAY!

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

 
In Search of a Friendly Face

It has been a day.

Not a bad day. Not a good day.

Just a day.

People just seem, if not pissed, certainly annoyed with me. The boss. The girlfriend.

Well, the girlfriend has good reason.

I spent the weekend in L.A. and things were great. Friday was amazing, Saturday was wonderful and relaxing. Sunday was looking good too...

Somethings were said on both sides. Feelings hurt spun into more feelings hurt. Fears of hers spawned fears of mine. Some awful hidden doubts about myself erupting through the soil of my mind and unto the then quiet planet of our existance.

Despite the hurt on both sides she took me in her arms, held me close. Kissed me. And I wrapped my arms around her too, held her tight and loved her with my whole heart and more for having seen better than I deserved. I hope that I put her aprehensions to rest, at least those she had about me. I love her more now than ever.

I only hope she can say the same for me.

No matter how many time she says everything is fine I worry. She wouldn't lie, she's too honest for that, it's her weakness and her greatest attribute too. I don't doubt her, truly. I'm just unsure. Of myself mostly I suppose. I try not to let it get in the way.

I know that it will take a little while, probably just a few days if that, before it all feels right again.

The funniest part is that even when she frustrates me, or angers me, or hurts me I don't stay that way for long. She is my friend. I want to tell her first about everything. Hers is the last I want to hear and her face the first I want to see. I can't stay mad, or frustrated or hurt. She's one of the few people I want to be with no matter if I like them that moment or not. Hell, most of my family doesn't make it into that group...but she does.

That is love.

And that is all.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

 
I quote the poet...

"I know you see through me, but there's no tenderness beneath your honesty..."

Paul Simon, Tenderness.

That is all.

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