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2003-09-13 
 

feels like sunday everyday

I have this odd feeling that I'm supposed to go to work tomorrow, but it's only Saturday. (and all the people said AMEN!) I've probably been working too hard. Since we missed our mini-break last week, I'm moving on two parallel paths. Trying to plan a new mini-break sometime in the near future and firming up plans for a maxi-break later in October.....and a true tropical vacation sometime around the holidays. This is all subject to change without notice. The latest hiccup at work may cause me to be pounding the pavement with resume in hand, and saving every penny I can.

Then again, as Annie Lennox once sang:

I could be anywhere else but here
But the rain won't let me go.
There's a photograph
Hanging on my wall
Of a place I've never been to...
I'll never make the grade
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
And I can't stop the rain
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
What do the papers say?
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
Get up and go now!

In this town - something's gotta change.
In this town - something's gotta change.


Chatted online with M yesterday and had the new camera on. YAY! Next weekend little e will be home and I'll get to wave to her across the miles. Why did it take me so long to hop onto this bandwagon? After all, as a gay man I'm supposed to be an early adopter.

In leg news: Getting much better after Thursday's little setback. Got one of the angels as a nurse on Friday's follow-up, and she has made our lives quite a bit easier by talking to us instead of just at us. We still have to change the bandage once a day and it does still cause G quite a bit of pain when we do so, but the inbetween times are much easier to bear and the overall pain of changing is lessening with each time. I'm very glad about this. It's been a bit tense for me to have to be the one who swabs out the wound and causes him to yelp in pain with each push, but it's been three years together, and I'm not going to let some stupid arachnid ruin our good time together.

(continued from above)
I'm looking at the world -
Looking for a scene -
Waiting for a day -
Filling in time like I'm digging
My own grave...
I'll never make the grade
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
And I can't stop the rain
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
What do the papers say?
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
Get up and go now!

In this town - something's gotta change.
In this town - something's gotta change.


In This Town - Eurythmics - 1986

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