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| Just some shots until we get the site running.
One of their parks - we later went swimming in there and it was cold cold cold.
This was from our front porch, I can still remember falling asleep to the sounds of the ocean.
It was magical trip, but there's no place like home, where ever that is, because home is where the heart is, so your real home's in your chest.
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| Me and Ri, singing this to each other. We really are strange, but definitely in love.
http://www.hulu.com/dr-horribles-sing-along-blog
http://www.drhorrible.com/
A stress reliever in the last minute stretch. Feeling guilty to complain about such a heavy of load of work and stress when in realty they're just a pile of blessings. Just with blessing are expectations that are stressful to meet and work that seems never ending.
So many crazy random happenstances abound, but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, cuz everyone's a hero.
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| What doesn’t push you, break you down, question yourself,
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| It's scares me how fickle my memory can be.How much I can want something so bad, how it can consume my every thought, stress me out beyond all measure. And once achieved, the joy is fleeting and onto the next stressful annoyance. Fortunately this doesn't pertain to my relationships, but work.
I had these evictions that drove me up the wall, they almost took over my life. I prayed and prayed for relief, a favorable outcome, some sense of justice. As Rilene can testify I'd go over and over the possibilities and worry about what to do all the time. Fortunately it all worked out, but I'm left with a sense of disappointment, and dread towards the next problem or issue at hand. At first I thought it may be because I wasn't able to relish in the long awaited and delayed victory or sense of accomplishment. But there wasn't really much of that. There was some relief, but it wasn't really joy. I guess maybe with all the stress and worry, one would hope for the payoff, but at the end of it all, I realized it didn't really matter. That it didn't really make me that much happier. The thought that this obstacle was preventing me from experiencing happiness and joy, well, after it was removed, I realized there wasn't really that much on the other side. And worse, all that jumping and straining that drove me crazy to see the other side, was hell for nothing.
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<sigh> Instead of trying so hard to get to the other side of something I want, I should just clear away the stones while remembering I already have the rewards right by my side. I concentrated too long on the far off horizon, when I should have been just concentrating on that next step. I need to remember it's easier when you can enjoy just that one next step with another set of legs walking next to you..
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| A new take on racing. Racing to save gas this weekend actually worked. I usually average 27 mpg. But going up to Tahoe I averaged 37 mpg. It only took me half hour extra, but thanks to great company and Wait Wait Don't Tell Me it just flew by. Going up it only took a quarter of the tank. I'm not quite up to the hypermiler's 50mpg on the accord, but I'm not willing to turn off my engine when going downhill. One thing people don't take into account which I find makes the biggest difference is mood. Just by being more calm or consciously at peace with the journey you find actual appreciation in the slower pace. Of course the opposite is very true too.
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