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I started thinking about dates a few days ago. I saw all of the 4th of July T-shirts at Old Navy and I suddenly remembered an anniversary. I started this whole web journal thing at about this time last year.

Then I went and looked at the archives and I got really sad. I had noble intentions and they never panned out. That seems to be a theme in my life. I haven't updated my Duran fan site in forever. My wedding page still has broken links on it and a lot of stuff I never got around to adding. I've committed to help on my elementary school's alumni site, but I haven't written the first bit of HTML for it.

I guess I'm a slacker. There. I said it.

I accept the fact that I have used every excuse imaginable for not doing things. I'm ok with that. I just need to find some kind of way to motivate myself. I want a new job, but I still sit in the same chair every day. I want to have a housewarming party, but our bed is still sitting in the dining room floor. Why? I don't have a clue. I guess I don't want it enough bad enough.

Wow. Now I've really depressed myself. Ok. On to new topics.

James got me this fabulous new RPG called Vampire, the Masquerade: Redemption. You play a knight from the crusades that gets turned into a vampire in medieval Prague. I haven't made it out of the 14th century yet, so I won't have to Turtle Wax the van just yet. It does go all the way up to modern day New York though. You get to fight with chainsaws then. Cool. I'm having a hard go of it at the moment. I can't seem to get past this one guy (and when you die you have to start over at the beginning of the level) no matter how many times I try. I think I might let James play for a while to get me over the hump.

I had an interesting dinner the other night. I got an email from an old high school friend (whom I had not heard from since some time in May of 1991). She was visiting from New Mexico and wanted to get together for dinner. I thought, "What the Hell?" Harold and Sonya just had their 10-year high school reunions and James just skipped his. I thought I'd jump on the old nostalgia bandwagon as well. I emailed another high school pal (whom I hadn't seen in just as long) and my best friend (whom I have seen only once since my wedding) and we planned an evening of sushi and polite conversation. It was nice. It made me realize two things. First: people's basic nature never changes. Second: I'm doing pretty well with my life. That's a pretty good feeling to have.

James and I aren't going to be able to take a real vacation this year. We have too much to do at home and money is tight (mortgage and all). It's going to be weekend get aways for Bowien Haus. I'm going to see Duran in Nashville. It's an ampitheatre show in late July. My devotion to this band knows no bounds. We leave at noon on Tuesday, go to dinner, go to the show, do the post party thing (if there is one), and drive back. Some of us have to go to work at 8:00 on Wednesday. I'm staying at home until noon. But, that is an indulgence for me. James wants to go down to New Orleans for Saints training. Harold and Sonya are going down for one the weekend before the Duran trip, and I think we might tag along. We haven't been to NOLA since Mardi Gras '99 and I've never seen any kind of pro sports event. It should be fun.

And we still have that free night at the casino that I got when I bitched about our last stay there. I think we'll have to use that sometime soon.
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