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Feb

09

Teh flu. I has it.

Posted by: mose

Posted in: Life, Mind & Body, Whining

So, I was fighting a head-cold for about two weeks. Nothing too bad. Just some drainage and a stuffy nose. Then, Thursday morning, it descended into my throat. I started coughing that nasty weezy cough that kills your throat. I felt a fever coming on, so I left work around 11:30. I played it cool Thursday night, hoping it was one of those 24 hour bugs. No such luck. Yesterday I had to call in. I hate calling in sick to work. I’m always afraid they’re going to think I’m faking. I had no choice though. Today is no better. My whole body aches, my head is stuffy, the cough won’t go away, my head feels like it’s at 150 psi. I can’t regulate temperature at all. I layer up because I’m freezing. Two minutes later, I’m sweating. I take a sweatshirt off, and immediately my arms feel frozen. I hate this.

Fellas, if your wife wants you to get a flu shot, listen to her.

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Jan

28

This is not a good day.

Posted by: mose

Posted in: Life, Rantings, Whining

In fact, it’s a rather bad day. Horrible would probably come close. Why horrible? Oh, let me count the ways.

I have a cold. Colds are horrible. I can’t breathe. My head hurts. I’ve got a river of mucus draining down the back of my throat.

My ankle hurts. I fell down the stairs Saturday, while carrying the baby. My super ninja skills, combined with my reflexes of a drunken mongoose, allowed me to not only not drop her, but keep her carrier entirely upright and steady to the point that she never even woke up.

My new carpet in the basement is not so new anymore. Against our hopes and prayers, Max has taken to marking the back corner again. I ripped out the carpet, priming the floor with two coats of an odor barrier, and laid new carpet with a thicker pad. He’s not trying to cover any old traces anymore. I have to accept that he’s just doing it because he’s used to. We decided before putting the new carpet in that he would have to go if he started going down there again. He has, so now he has to. We really don’t want to put him down; but, what other choice do we have? No shelter will take him if we tell them what he does. If we lie, he’ll go to someone else, and who knows what they’ll do to him when he starts going on their stuff? We’ve had him as an exclusively indoor cat since he was a tiny kitten. He’s never had front claws. He’d never survive on his own if we just took him to a field and left him. I can’t give him away to anyone else, with what he does. I just wish there was some other option. But, there’s not. So, today we’re going to take him to the vet and say goodbye.

This may sound over-dramatic to some, but I’ve never lost a pet. I have no idea what to do with myself. This would actually be easier if he was seriously sick or had an accident. You can deal with that. How do you deal with planning an execution for something who’s only guilty of not being capable of knowing better? How do I justify this action to myself? I know it has to be done. I still feel like a monster for doing it.

Goodbye, Max.

We still love you.

Don’t hate me.

Please.

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Jan

24

It’s about time for an update. I’m getting in a bad habit of not updating for a while, then posting enumerated lists. Oh well. You’ll have to live with it.

1. Life as a walking dichotomy is rough. You know the right thing and the right way, but sometimes can’t bring yourself to do it. You find yourself walking down a path you know is leading nowhere, but feel powerless to change it. This, if unchecked, eventually leads to regret and self-loathing, and withdrawal, which makes it easier to keep going down that wrong path in a vicious downward spiral.

“I am my own worst enemy.
I sink my teeth into the hand that feeds.
I curse and praise in the same breath.
Which man in the mirror is the one that’s left?” – The Wedding

Which one is it? Am I a beacon of salt and light? Or am I grumpy, irritable, sad excuse of an ambassador? I’m afraid I know the answer. If you know me, you probably know it too.

2. In the spirit of the air conditioning debacle, we have been battling the furnace for months now. Flame sensors, oxygen sensors, climate control computers, etc. All have gone bad. Up until this point, they’ve been “fixable”, but not enough to warrant a new furnace under our home warranty. Well, it went out again last night, and we called the home warranty people again. They gave us the now too familiar number of AA American Heating & Air. (This company is highly recommended.) They paged a poor technician to roll out to our house in the evening. Now, this poor guy has been out to look at the furnace more than half a dozen times. Each time it’s something “minor” but I can’t have a one month old baby in a house with no heat when it’s -15 outside. He’s a good guy and a good sport about it, though. Luckily, this thing has finally kicked the bucket. It’s running again, but there’s a real problem causing the repeated malfunctions that will require us to get a new furnace, covered under the warranty. At most, we’ll have to find $300-$600 out of savings somewhere. Way better than the $5,000 we went into debt in the old house replacing the furnace/ac. When he told us this great news, I was expecting to have to wait a month or two to get it in and was pleasantly shocked when he said he might be able to have it installed Friday (that’s tomorrow!).

3. Snyder of Hanover’s Buffalo Pretzel Pieces are FANTASTIC.

4. I’ve been growing out a full beard for about a week. It looks fairly spectacular so far. We’ll see how far along it can get before the boss forces me to shave.

Yeah, so that’s all I got for now. :\

*Edit* 1/28/08 – I just noticed that I accidentally used “all I got” instead of “all I’ve got”. It’s incorrect, but it sounds straight hip-hop, so I’m gonsta havesta go ahead and leave it that way.

Word.

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Dec

07

I’m a mean guy.

Posted by: mose

Posted in: Life, Rantings, Whining

It’s official. When a three year old tells you something, it must be true.

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Nov

30

My poor beloved Knickerbockers.

Posted by: mose

Posted in: Whining

They’re sooooo bad.

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Nov

29

This just in.

Posted by: mose

Posted in: Life, Whining

Still hate my job.

Also, Ron Paul. Seriously, people. Mom, Dad, Leigh Ann, Justin, random surfer, everyone, check him out. His foreign policy is what we need to keep us safe (and in compliance with the Constitution, I might add). His domestic policy is what we need to keep our personal freedoms. His economic policies will control spending, reduce the deficit, balance the budget, and eliminate the income tax.

Don’t take my word for it, do the research for yourself.

http://www.ronpaullibrary.org/

About the Ron Paul Library

This library is a collection of over 900 articles and speeches written by Congressman Ron Paul. To understand his ideas, just review what he has written over the past 10 years. The library is provided as a resource for those wishing to gain a greater understanding of Ron Paul’s Freedom Principles:

* Rights belong to individuals, not groups.
* Property should be owned by people, not government.
* All voluntary associations should be permissible — economic and social.
* The government’s monetary role is to maintain the integrity of the monetary unit, not participate in fraud.
* Government exists to protect liberty, not to redistribute wealth or to grant special privileges.
* The lives and actions of people are their own responsibility, not the government’s.

Recommended viewing

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Oct

19

It’s a doozy….

Posted by: mose

Posted in: Higher callings, Life, Rantings, Whining

Settle down folks. I have no idea what this entry will be about; but, I have a feeling it will be long-winded.

I’m going to go away and have a cup of coffee so I can contemplate this entry.

Coffee

Okay, so, let’s start of with work. To quote a cow in an obscure Far Side cartoon, “Wendell, I’m not content.” The job is great. It’s an awesome position for the right person. ::interjection:: Something crappy just happened, more on that later ::/interjection:: I have a great job. It’s just not me.

My job right now involves a lot of coddling hyper pushy, type A, aggressive salespeople. My natural personality is laid back, calm (by default), and courteous; the type of people that hyper-pushy, type A, aggressive salespeople tend to push over and pummel. Theoretically, they should love pushing me around. Here’s the problem: I spent all my childhood and teenage years getting pushed around, mocked, ridiculed, second-guessed, etc, etc, etc. At some point in the past (I wish I could remember exactly when) I decided I wasn’t going to take it anymore. I’m a (somewhat) successful adult with a beautiful wife, 1.77 wonderful children, and nice house. I’m an adult. I’ve paid my dues, and I refuse to be blatantly disrespected by someone who is supposedly my colleague. Can you smell the conflict? Don’t get me wrong, a lot of the people I work with a great guys. There are some, however, that tend to behave in a way that doesn’t mesh with how I operate. I enjoy my job to a degree; but, there are times during the day (usually each day) that I get the feeling that this just isn’t what I’m supposed to be doing.

Enter internal conflict. Is it me? Is my indignation justified, or am I allowing pride to affect my judgment? Was this job intended for me as a temporary position and a stepping stone to greater things, or has God intended me to stay here a while and learn something here before moving on?

Enter professional conflict. If I move on now, will it be viewed as bailing on a position I “couldn’t handle”, or simply moving on as people tend to do after a time. I don’t want to be seen as the guy who couldn’t hack it. I’m good at what I do. I just don’t get any satisfaction out of catering to, in my mind, unreasonable people making unreasonable requests with a sense of entitlement that I’m to do whatever they ask without question.

Now, to get back to the side note earlier about something crappy occurring. I had applied for a great job in another department. It suits me and I believe I suit it quite well, also. I get a call the day after I apply, asking if I have a certain license. I let them know that I don’t, but that I’m happy to get it. It’s usual protocol. The job listings usually say something like, “Must have license X or ability to obtain within X months.” Apparently there’s no “ability to obtain” in this case. I’ve asked repeatedly to get this license; but, they won’t let me have it unless I have a job that needs it. I can’t get a job that needs it unless I have it. I can’t have it unless I have a job that needs it. Infuriating? Darn tootin.

Okay, enough work. What else can I talk about? Let’s take it upstairs, if you catch my drift. My family go to a really awesome church. The people are great, the atmosphere is awesome, and Pastor Jay is great. The question, then, is why do I feel so disconnected? I don’t have any real friends there (or elsewhere for that matter [which is a gripe for another time {holy uber-subphrases, Batman!}]). I have friendly acquaintances, but no one I would call up and say, “Hey, you wanna hang out?” The people are nice, but there’s no one my wife or I really click with. It feels, at least to me, like everyone’s happy to have us there, but that no one would necessarily care if we just stopped showing up. I’m sure that’s not the case; but, that’s how it feels. Then, there’s issues with worship, but that also is a story for another day.

Just to lighten the tone of this post, here’s a rather lousyDethsaurus picture of Nathan Explosion riding a Triceratops.

That’s all I got.

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Aug

17

Shaken up.

Posted by: mose

Posted in: Life, Mind & Body, Rantings, Whining

Sometimes, five minutes can rock you to the core. Yesterday, I had an appointment with my neurologist/epileptologist about all of the problems I’ve been having with my head. I’ve got permanent post-concussive disorder, which causes random periods of dizziness, disorientation, “buzzing”, and other feelings that aren’t pleasant. I also get (when not on medicine) complex partial seizures. As far as I know, I’ve never had a full-blown tonic clonic / grand mal. At my appointment yesterday, they said they can’t determine what’s seizure related and what’s not, so they can’t treat it. They want to stick me in a hotel for five consecutive days, hooked up to an EEG 24 hours a day to see what happens. It’s extremely expensive ($20,000 and sounds extremely boring. Due to the financial aspect, we were looking at maybe doing it a few years from now, even though things have been getting pretty bad lately. Then again, sometimes, five minutes can rock you to the core. About a half an hour ago, a girl standing not 9 feet from me seized out. Full-on drop grand mal. Lasted a good five minutes. They just took her out to an ambulance about five minutes ago. Right now, I’m seriously freaked out. Is that what’s coming if I don’t get this taken care of? I can’t stop shaking (my hands/etc from the nerves, not an attack). I’ll be scheduling the monitoring appointment. And quickly.

There. There’s your update.

God help me.

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Jul

30

It’s getting hot in here….

Posted by: mose

Posted in: Life, Whining

Life in Nebraska without air conditioning is miserable. When we moved into this house in May, we knew the A/C was old, but thought we would get a few more years out of it. It’s died twice so far. Each time, is over the weekend. By the time the evening is turning to night, it’s 80 degrees inside and 60 outside. Sleeping is “difficult”. Each time it dies and we have to have someone come out to fix it, I hope they’ll tell me it’s inoperable. We’d get a new one under the warranty, at least. Oh well.

And in more crummy news, MY POOR POOL! We weren’t able to get in for five days last week. I took the cover off Friday and the whole bottom is covered in algae. I spent all weekend shocking, chlorinating, and vacuuming the algae off the bottom. When it comes up, it’s too small to get captured by the bag, so it then disperses into the water and I have to cross my fingers it gets caught in the filter. Yesterday definitely looked better than Saturday. Hopefully, it looks decent tonight.

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Jul

20

Life is rough.

Posted by: mose

Posted in: Higher callings, Life, Rantings, Rock, Whining

I had to create a new category for this one: whining.

Things just kind of suck right now.Not as bad as before, but enough to ruin the heck out of a Friday.

Came home Wednesday to a house that was 87 degrees on the inside. Yep, our air conditioner is dying. After getting two irate phone calls from a hot pregnant woman, the home warranty people finally authorized an after hours call. The technician who looked at it pronounced the inside unit in serious condition and administered last rites to the outside unit. Keep in mind, we’ve lived there two months. A new AC’s going to run $2,000. We don’t have $200, let alone $2,000. We’re trying to work with the warranty company to get it through their heads that it broke after we bought it and they should cover it, but I’m not holding my breath.

The weight loss campaign is going nowhere. I’m going to be fat forever. I have no energy to exercise. I’m eating okay but not losing anything at all. I’m not sleeping well. I’m starting to have “head problems” again, but I’m afraid to tell my wife. She has enough things to worry about.

Recording is going rough. I’m making progress, but it’s still lousy. Maybe I’m just a crappy musician.

I hate pushy type A salespeople. Especially if they sound like food.

I’d say my prayers are bouncing off the ceiling, if I was praying.

I’m about 14 colors of messed up right now.

I better get my crap together, though.

After all, I’ve got a new air conditioner to buy.

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