In typing my last blog entry I realized that elation is a big part of the word relationship.

But, then again, if you rearrange the letters you can also get hailstone, antihero, hernia, hospital, loathe, ethanol, sharpen, a-hole, and rip into, so maybe that doesn’t mean so much after all.

😛

I’m absolutely beaming right now, but I’m trying not to show it, as is my style.

I just had the best meeting with my manager. Apparently I’ve been doing well. I won’t post all the details on here but suffice it to say that it was a very good impromptu meeting. Sort of a “keep up the good work” type of thing, but a bit more specific than that, obviously.

Another binubak’: briije nyekker, related to this article:

Charlie Sheen hospitalized after ‘adverse’ drug reaction - CNN.com.

Perhaps a briije nyekker is some sort of Northern Eurpoean person who gawks at trusses and other forms structures that support elevated ground transportation?

I did not choose to sleep alone
Tonight

I do not sleep where I call home
In a cold bed
Untouched
Unwarmed

I drift in despair
Blown asunder by cold winds
That foretell a long dark winter

The weight of my tears cannot move the keys enough
To relate this permeating sadness

• spending time with K

• sleep

• food

• a sense of normalcy

• having a regular schedule

• being able to see K at all

• having down time

• having time to myself

• having extra time

• not being busy all the time

• time

K took this photo in a small town in Minnesota. Her corresponding comment was “Duh.” I agree.

Wilder & Wilder played at the Montreal Improv Festival this year. Steve brought me along as the accompanist. We left Denver on Thursday at 4pm and arrived in Motreal at 2am via Detroit (30 minute connection - literally ran across the airport), Burlington, and a rental car. Coming back we left at 3am and arrived in Denver around 12:30.