catching up with a friend

read read read... please?... yeah, i want that entry read more and would love some input, but at least if it is read more there is some output... that's what blogging is about, after all, output... and i sure am putting out, aye?...

yeah, well... on to this entry... sometimes writing a letter to a friend provides us with a rather persona, intimate, revealing entry for you here in this blog... longer than usual, but... maybe too much information, but... oh, well, here is is and feel free to let me know if i should or should not... appreciate that :)

as recorded in the body blog some seven entries ago (yes, seven entries in three blogs have been written in the past two hours, including a sort-of review of last night's tv fare on the syfy channel as they presented their new monday night line up which was quite disappointing, but then, humans write the crap so what can i expect when looking for enlightened science fiction... and (e)thereal bubbled up a bit this morning too... anyway, babbling is my addiction and i do love it... switching from the super long entry style to the brevity of (e)thereal has not brought me the millions of adoring fans i had hoped for {shhhh, don't tell ego, he believes the babble about millions of adoring fans i sometimes mention here}, but it is a bit easier to read a few brief bits of babble than the 10,000+ word streams of consciousness for most people i suppose so if it is ever discovered by the literary masses, i'm all set, aye?)...

meanwhile, back in the physical reality, the fact that i stepped out to a fourth morning jog/walk is a good thing... i dropped a pound from yesterday, though i do not want to start getting on the scale too often... i think... now if i can only fit a new job into this schedule and keep this exercise pattern up every day while working full time, that will be waking up and returning to what life i have left... this body has been hibernating for so very long... i think the body has been experiencing clinical depression... major depression... dysthymia, even... and loneliness... yeah, the body is a basket case... luckily, the mind can still be oblivious enough to float around on happy clouds...

jackson and happiness are away at sanford's place so i have had only text message interaction and brief face contact with people during the 20 minute jog/walk with people since sunday night... i did speak on the phone with a friend for a half hour or so yesterday... he was sad and hopefully happier we talked... i miss intimacy and conversation and more, but still not finding compatible people who don't need me a whole lot more than i need them... sigh, humanity is such a disappointing species... did i say that right here for everyone to read?... who's laughing?... meep... or is that narf?...

again?... aherm, yeah, well, anyway, inside the wheels are spinning and the bubbles are blowing and the smiles are sailing and the giggles are floating around, so i shall continue enjoying myself and continue hoping somebody comes along to share a similar perspective one of these days... any minute now, ya know? :)

there's always hope :)