I finally came back.

I am back. I am glad I posted on Monday. I did not expect to be so busy Tuesday and Wednesday, let alone today. It is good. I did have one fuck up that I had to fix on Tuesday. It was a cluster fuck of a mistake. It was the mistake that kept on giving. I like to view it all as one mistake that occurred last Thursday. To right the thing, I had to go to Burlington during rush hour. Needless to say, I will not get back those three hours of my life, but it was my own damn fault.

In any event, nobody died. I was going to go on about the wedding on Sunday. It had its moments of niceness. The ceremony was held outside and the Outlaws came, all dressed up, for the ceremony. That was really nice. My mother in law got a great reaction and reception from her family and friends there. There was a bit of walking involved, so the whole ordeal seemed to tire her out. My father in law was there in body. He did recognize my mother in law, called her "his wife" and even pointed out his sister who is in from Israel.

I drank well. I ate well. I was happy to leave. I was groggy the next morning. Of course, waking up at 5:22 to take a piss does not help.

I have had a sense of impending doom all week, though. I cannot shake it. I think I am just being negative or just reacting to negative energy around me. I do not like it.

Then again, the Wife is in a bit of a snit. She is not sleeping because she keeps worrying that if she goes to sleep the phone will ring in the middle of the night with bad news. Try getting her to understand that even if she is up the phone could ring. She now dreads the phone ringing. I do not blame her. As I have said, I do not think that I have received good news over the phone. That could just be a matter of perception.

Well, tonight I am going out with the frat guys. I would love if Hayeems could make it, but he is in San Fran and was not even invited. Besides, I have not heard from him since March. What can you do?

That is all for now. Ciao!