For the She.

Whenever I see your smiling face
I have to smile myself
Because I love you (Yes, I do)
And when you give me that pretty little pout
It turns me inside out
There's something about you, baby (I don't know)

(Chorus)
Isn't it amazing a man like me
Can feel this way
Tell me how much longer
It will grow stronger every day
Oh, how much longer

I thought I was in love
A couple of times before
With the girl next door
But that was long before I met you
Now I'm sure that I won't forget you
And I thank my lucky stars
That you are who you are
And not just another lovely lady
Sent down to break my heart

Isn't it amazing a man like me
Can feel this way
Tell me how much longer
It can grow stronger every day
How much longer

No one can tell me that I'm doing wrong today
Whenever I see you smile at me
No one can tell me that I'm doing wrong today
Whenever I see your smiling face my way
No one can tell me that I'm doing wrong today
No one can tell me that I'm doing wrong today

Wii Will Burn You.

That's right. I got one. I got a Wii. I have become victim to the masses and purchased a Wii. Me and the woman we got the Wii. We do the Wii fit. We do the Wii bowling. She kicks my ass in bowling. But I have to tell you. I'm the best damn hula-hooper you ever did see. Now I ain't like that woman on You-Tube who had 3 million hits watching her spin her moneymaker around and around and around and around (Okay, so I was about 15 of those 3 million people j/k) but I have to tell you when I start to move my hips and the cracking of my joints cease.

I ain't a half bad hula-hooper. I think I'll have to post a video.

The Damn Dog makes me sneeze....

This is our dog. Barkley is his name. This is actually a fairly old picture of Barkley, when he was a puppy.

He's tricking you right now.

He is.

Your first impression of this dog is probably:

"He's cute."

"He looks calm."

You have been suckered. Like many other people, Barkley's adorableness has taken you in a direction that is false. The dog is smarter than some people I've met in my life.

Why you ask?

He is a master at impressions. We like to take that mutt to the dog park. At the dog park he turns into a completely different dog. He turns into a gentle fun loving dog. Where everyone loves him. They think he's so gentle, so sweet, so nice, but this little crappenstance at home is a hyper jumping around, master of his domain. I can't begin to explain what he's like at home and what he's like outside.

If there was puppy valium, I'd give it to him.

And he's making me sneeze right now.

Damnit, I love this dog.

FEH!

What is this AOL switching crap?!

So, after an overflow of sushi and an inability to stay awake due to food coma. I mean it's pathetic how food gives me the coma, I check my e-mail and notice this AOL journal is dead and you have to switch over to blogger crap.

Let's have a flashback, shall we?

Remember when we got all pissed off over the AOL people putting the damn ads on the journal, without a warning?

Come on we all do. We were some pissed off people. I was all up on that game. Standing on my journal pulpit furious as George Patton smacking a private in the face for being a punk-ass. I left that place, because the Omz said "I'm pissed because you AOL people didn't send an email out that said, 'AOL journalers, since we're now free, and we need to pay these technical mavens who screw up links and what not a lot of money, we're going to have to put ads on your journalers, so Sally Sillypants can click and get a blinky icon and send us a penny because she clicked on it. LOL HAHAHA suckers.'

Whoever clicked on those ads were paying for the Starbucks that those AOL people in Washington, DC were buying.

Yes you were.

Remember how we abused that Magic Smoke fellow. I liked that. It was fun to tease the man. Even though the man picked me as an AOL journal of the month. I hearted him for a day for that. But it was a manly kind of hearting, okay.

Obviously AOL is probably in some sort of consolidation/downsizing mode. Hence the end and freeing up of server space.

At least this time they sent out e-mails.

Oh, Go Broncos!

Damnit.

I was sitting around this evening and I thought what the hell, write something in this journal. This journal that I haven't even looked at in 8 months.

My life has changed since the time I was a heavy journaler. Where I commented, cajoled, instigated, and generally made a nuisance of myself here and other people's journals.

The question I ask myself is why did I stop. And the only thing I can really think about is...well nothing. I had no real reason as to why I decided to stop sharing idiotic thoughts. I think the complacency bug set in. Not so much the complacency bug as the routine bug. I'd go to work and at around noon without fail, I'd spend my lunch hour writing some crazy thing that popped in my head.

Now I have a new job, in a new state, and my schedule is vastly different from what it was. Maybe I just need to get my head out of my ass and make a new routine for myself. To stop worrying about a schedule and just vomitorium all what I think about out again.

I've tried to jump start the engine many a time over the past year or so, maybe finally I got the right cellphone charger to get this on the roll again.

Let's do this.

Word.

Cause I'm Feeling Good....

Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by you know how I feel

It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom on the tree you know how I feel

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
That's what I mean

And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me

Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel

I haven't written a effin' thing since April of last year. It's been a strange year for me. Full of screwups, and decisions, good decisions even. But hey that's life. It's a new year, so what the hell I'll start writing in here again.

I HATE WHEN THIS HAPPENS.

So this is the show Entourage on HBO. I have never watched it. I take that back. I might have watched an episode or two when there was absolutely nothing.

It really isn't a high priority in my life. However there's a new commercial for it with a song, and it is making me rock it. So I am now in total OCD mode to find the song.

It is driving me INSANE.

INSANE.