attention: i’m going to speak for a spell on getting in over one’s head on purpose. on second thought, not specifically on purpose, due that this isn’t murder in the first, or something preemptive or plotted out to the finest degree. this is making a decision for (what some would call) the worse, and knowing full and well the consequences of your actions but following through anyway. smoking, even though it’s killing you.

i won’t say why i’m speaking about this. any novice detective could deduce the general idea of why i’m writing about that, sans specifics. but, past that, i’ll not discuss a peep. it’s nothing horrible, nothing i’d lament telling anyone, but it is my personal business, and that’s where it will stay: under cognitive lock and key. if you’re dying to know, ask and ye shall receive. Read more »

i trekked to souix falls this weekend for my cousin brittany’s wedding to her beau, aj. happy couple, fun reception, good time all-around. but the real bonus was that it was on my dad’s side of the family. along with being a formidably sized group, we’re intimidatingly spread out. add in the factors of people have families, schedules, so on so forth, and it can amount to quite a task to bring all of us together.

we didn’t pull it off in this case, but some of the more hard-to-reach relatives showed up. namely my cousin gary. plus it was nice to see gary’s and deb’s kids: gary, gabbie, jared. sadly, cheryl and donny were absent. but, two of their three kids are overseas (military tours), and the third is too cute for existence. they’re a fun little group, but they’re also a perfect illustration on how big my family is: cheryl, my cousin, is a few years younger than my dad. her kids are a few years younger than my sis and i. Read more »

it came as no surprise when i developed a nasty throat cold earlier this week. given my schedule last weekend it was an almost certainty*. but, knock-on-wood, things are already looking up.

colds typically attack my head and throat, straying away from my nose but for a day or so, and even then it’s not much to fret over. my tonsils swell up and my voice evolves into a gravely rasp, not unlike a boy going through puberty, but moreover my brain decides my head is too small to hold it and tries, as it has before, to burst forth to find a larger, more cranial-centric host. i guess my lunch-hour forays into internet chess versus other desk-jockeys has backfired.
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probably going to be worth it…