So this morning, I wake up. It must've been almost noon, and my ears were ringing with a fair degree of intensity. The question: Was it caused by the "Dance Party" I attended? Or was it the walkman that I had listened to at max volume for two hours after laying awake for a half hour following last night's entry? (I'm not even reading it again; I'm afraid of the number of misspellings, grammatical errors, and nonsensical statements it is sure to contain.)

So like I said, I woke up around noon, grabbed a bite, drank a bunch of water, checked email, scanned Slashdot, and went right back to bed. :)

Slept like a baby until, oh what was it? 1500? Something like that. lol. This is what Sundays are for.

I read a few more pages from my new book, and found them refreshing. It's kind of cool. Ya know, so much of what it says, you can look at the statements and say, "Well Duh!" But they're things that need to be said. Truths, while often obvious, if forgotten, ignored, or neglected, sometimes need to be restated. Remembered. Anyway, I like it.

After reading, I decided that I need a way to resolve the inherent contradictions in several aspects of my life at present. My new motto, for the next few months at least: From the X-Files,

Believe The Lie.

That may sound like a direct violation of one of my New Year's Resolutions. So here's another one, same source:

All Lies Lead To The Truth

Guess what I'll be doing at 2000 tonight? :)

At 1600, I knew that if I didn't make some kind of headway in working to improving my life in some fashion before nightfall, the day would end in total dissatisfaction. So, I returned to my pigsty of a room, put on Under the Pink, and proceeded to make the place livable again. That felt good.

BTW, anyone. If you bump into Tori, tell her thanks for me. That cd has been a healing salve on more occassions than I can count. Today especially, my soul just drank it in. Music is a magical thing when it comes from a master in the art. I am a believer.

With the weekend drawing to a close, I look and I wonder. This one has been a roller coaster. It has been that way, almost completely because I made it that way. The decisions I made. There wasn't just something that came along and swept me up in its current, unless you include forces from within. I chose each path. Now, I stand here, wherever "here" is.

So now that I have had my adventures, if they can be called that, it's time to again focus myself on doing what needs to be done to fulfill the things I have committed myself to. Namely, my job tomorrow. :)

I need to get a good night's sleep tonight. I can't afford to just lay awake in the dark for hours. If that means ingesting artificially synthesized chemicals, I'm not beyond it at this point. Just so long as they wear off by morning. My goal is to be a consumate professional from the moment I enter the door in the morning to the time I leave. That doesn't mean not having fun, or enjoying things. There's plenty of that where I work. :) It's just... I owe it to everyone there to give my absolute best. Everything else is a means to an end.

Time for Futurama. Actually, my PC clock says it's past time, but I think it's a couple minutes fast. Peace, all.