Transcribe brain - you're not helping!

Irony is levying condemnation or sentence on anyone by being judgmental, passive aggressive, and "victimhood seeking" enough to extricate oneself by creating an unsupportable and ephemeral aggrieved status and then leveraging that false premise for the "courage" to run away from whatever they're perceiving without any effort to better the situation. TLDR; hypocrisy lives.

"Updates" phase one; complete

Got all my posts off of MySpace, and loaded them here. I realized I may start to make this blog more "serious", and they (my old posts) may seem trite, cheap, too personal, or Lord-only-knows, but I needed them here. Besides, I don't have anything to hide, so, maybe people will notice the ME in the posts.

Lately

I am really only posting now to remind myself later. I need to talk about a whole bunch of things, and maybe blogging it will help. I am still abroad for another week. I miss my friends, my home, my pets, but most of all, I miss my beautiful bride. I honestly don't know how I made it through the first couple of decades without her in my life. She grounds me. This blog will soon get a little personal, but hopefully, I can go back into Livejournal, and Myspace later, and pull the archive posts from them, and throw them in here. That should give folks a pretty good timeline to dig into my private life, heh.

Okay - I found this blog again. I will try to retrieve some things over the next few weeks, from across the web, and my archives, and get this updated. We'll see. As it stands though, I just returned from deployment, to the "real world" and man, can it be great and terrible!

2011 beyond starting, and fairly well at that!

So I haven't updated in a while. I think I'm gonna try to keep this updated better as the next year, going into my second of marriage to my beautiful bride, shows me just where, and how we will proceed on the path we wish.....

Warmth of Frost

For sooth and said and ember's light
Paired aside heart's deepest bright
Calendar of time revise
That which my own life doth devise
And ever screaming soul but rent
What none other heart hath spent
To rend and scrape from inside out
What truth another may live in doubt

What would you be?

If you could use a pop icon (or two, or more) to describe yourself in an analogous fashion, to whom would you compare/contrast?

I say this, because I often feel like the no-PhD holding version of House and Dexter mixed together. Interesting to me because one is a much appreciated and somewhat loved serial killer, and the other is a reviled, life-saving physician/surgeon. Anyone else see the juxtaposition in there? Thought you might.

I know I can be without feelings if I need to...but do I? Should I? It does make things easier, but unfortunately, it also is a self-defeating act of intent. No emotional pouring, leaves you out of touch, and therefore, craving more. Too much emotion and people see you as cryptic, crazy or annoying, leaving you out of touch, craving more, heh. Figures.

I have been trying feelings for a while now, but I don't think they are worth it overall. Most days, I just wish I could keep them shut off until "needed". Whatever that means.

Incidentally, work really is kicking my ass right now. I still love it, and things are going fine, but I am getting burnt out, bad. Three or Four weeks, tops, and I am either gonna get a week or two worth of down time, or I am gonna end up in the psych ward. I just want to get some stuff done for myself, and get some real no-bullshit, downtime.


*sigh*