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I am having a really hard time thinking of one thing to write about. I've been at home all day. Did not go to work today because of this stomach thing. Too many things in my head all at once.

I'm getting older for one, just a few more days till I'm 29... o_o
I'm single, I'm getting pretty tired of that.

For some reason I'm still feeling pretty positive. I'm really tired now so off to sleep. I'll try and write something tomorrow when, hopefully, I'm over this thing and not half asleep.

of leeks and men

It's the time of year again. Wild leek season. Well it's close enough anyways.

Ever since I was 10ish my family has gone out and picked leeks when they first start popping out of the ground.

I didn't like to eat them but I always liked walking around outside in the bush and doing things. Usually it would be me and my dad and one or two other siblings.

I still don't like them that much, except in soup, but I still go out and pick them. It brings back memories and momentarily distracts me from the multitude of thoughts flying through my head.

This stomach virus thing is brutal. No wonder the kids were in such bad moods. It's like there's a party in my intestines and the police got called to break it up and a gun fight broke out. Now there's a hostage situation and it is not going to end well.

I made it through the morning okay. Finished the first job I went to and then it hit me like a tonne of bricks.

Ah well, if I'm lucky it should be over sometime tomorrow.... if only I were lucky.

feeling great! kinda, maybe, sorta.....

Several people in the last two days have asked me how I'm feeling... each time I say, "Great!"

This is despite the fact that I recently acquired the stomach virus my two little nephews just got over. My innards feel nothing along the lines of great. Yet I stick by the feeling Great thing.

Physically I may currently have a malady but my brain is in gear and I'm feeling all right. :) Better than I have in a long time.

Kind of goes along with the title of this blog and was part of the point I was trying to make yesterday but never managed to.

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Well here it goes! Just remember, be careful what you wish for!

I apologize in advance for the randomness that will undoubtedly infect this first post. I tend to think about way too many things at once. Being of the introvert type personality I tend to think a lot in my head and when I start writing it out well.... it can be hard to stop.

That being said, I used to write online a lot and about all manner of things. Much of what's left of this online gibbering is something to behold...
At least that's how I see it, in my head o.o

So yesterday as I was driving to one of the jobs I've been working on lately and a song came on the radio. This song has been stuck in my head and keeping me in a good spirits ever since.
It was played to commemorate Samuel Morse's birthday simply because of the morse code at the start. I really like this song and the band and so I decided to use it as the basis for my blog dealy.

Now that I have that out of the way let me just say I don't think more than one person is going to read this and even then not more than once, probably out of pity. lol

However, after reading some of my old posts on www.everything2.com, FROM 8.9 YEARS AGO!, wow that feels like a really long time. I think it might be neat to look back on this when I'm older. It might help me to get some perspective and possibly jog my somewhat schizophrenic memory.

Lately I've been thinking I should get more active in my life and try and once again climb out of this self created mental prison I put myself in. If I can remain positive and build something out of this mess then I think at the end of the day I won't just have to say it's all right, it will actually be all right. :) I tend to think of this sort of thing a lot but for once it stuck and I'm gonna run with it.

Music has always helped me keep a positive attitude when I would otherwise just lay down and try and block the world out. Luckily I enjoy an extremely vast array of musics. Country, punk, rock, classical, jazz etc... I don't really discriminate against any genre but I do dislike some individual songs.

I recall the first cassette player I ever owned, I got it for a birthday sometime in the late 80's. I got two tapes with it; CCR - the best of and one that had nursery rhymes on it. I was kind of stuck between pre-teen and teenager. In the end I ditched the nursery rhymes tape and when most kids my age were listening to pop music I was a CCR and country music fan.

Anyhoo, where was I?

Oh right! Morse code, lol. :) I made the title of this post in morse code. It's a shout out to the person who got me to start a blog in the first place.

This person I've known, kind of, for the vast majority of my life. For many reasons they have a permanent place in my memory. It's like that one person that you always wanted to get to know and such but you just didn't have the nerve to do it cause you were just a dorky kid. Then you become a dorky adult and you run into them at a grocery store one day and you still aren't able to form a complete sentence in their presence. Ah how special being a dork is.

It's a hard thing to break out of a shell sometimes and other times it seems like the simplest thing.

On that not I'm gonna cut this post short now because I could probably go on forever and I'm not sure that is the point of these things. I need some kind of a topic to confine my textual flow.