Things were even looking up as one might notice from the way this post ended, although one should not infer much from my very cryptic way of expressing myself; here or elsewhere.

Things got even far better than I could possibly have imagined when I wrote those words. Until someone else decided … something.

I’m still trying to enjoy the spring, but as my girl, Jolie Holland, sings, “Springtime Can Kill You.”

“If you don’t go get what you need
Something’s going to break on the inside
Springtime, springtime can kill you
Just like it did poor me
Don’t you see we’re all hurt the same way
So get out get out of your house.”

I tried to get out. I did.

But now I’ve locked the door and barred the windows again.

I sure hope you’re tired for some good reason(s). We should chat soon. Keep in mind that my away status messages should be interpreted creatively. Only some of them really mean I’m not available.

Take care! Thanks to those who do care about me I will hopefully keep trying to do the same.

Yeah, I kinda thought I might have more time, too, but I was quickly disavowed of that notion. I could stop reading I guess, and watch a few less movies maybe, but I’m trying to stay sane and those 2 things are needed by my brain. They provide me other perspectives and often [not always, though] shut my mind’s incessant chatter off for a bit.

That is a very valid point about me quizzing them. Hopefully I’ll get a chance to do some of it soon.

I will tell him when I go down there at the end of the month. Jesus! I can’t believe I’m going back to Fort Hood, TX. I’d be happy never to see that place again. But seeing the boy before he ships is far more important.

Thanks for being the catalyst for this post.

And, I thought you were supposed to have MORE time now, not less?

I hate applying to jobs too, but it helps when I think of it as me quizzing THEM. Are they good enough for me? I will write them a letter and find out.

Sorry about J going back to Iraq. Tell him thanks on my behalf for what it’s worth.