who really wants thereal?

ethereal is so much easier, so much less obligation to be real, obviously, and so much less what?... threatening?... vulnerable?... uncomfortable?... work?

yesterday was a long and tiring day in which i got a lot accomplished at work and was asked for a lot more because nobody actually knows what i do, the lament of a number cruncher in a world afraid of math (and geeks everywhere laugh, unless of course you're depressed and then, well, get over it and find other geeks who understand... obviously i'm trying, don'tcha see? :)

it ended with a solid win in softball, would have been a shutout but i always offer sympathy pitches in the last inning when we're way ahead, so the game ended 14-2... yay team... jackson came out to play with us too... yay jackson... and then we went to ale house where i pigged out, fool, and this morning i feel sick cuz i either ate too much or something wasn't all that good, maybe the shrimp, cuz i woke several times in the past five hours to upset stomach and loose poop...

thereal, not exactly in your face, but out here... and yesterday started with yet another entry and so many entries recording thereal, the life, is it me?... well, it's not memorex... some sort of hybrid, perhaps, waiting for someone to invest in the birthing or something like that... life as i know it...

what's yours like, really?...