I confess.....

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Amen...
I confess I just got here

yes ma'am

I confess that my mother told me to clean the floor today but all I did was pick up a few things, wipe the spots off the floor with paper towels and move some other things to the side. I volunteered to clean the floor... I dunno what's worse, volunteering and not doing it or being told to and not doing it.

I confess that in my haste to get away from conversation in the grocery store, I forgot to pick up dog treats for Heidi. She still has some, so there's more for tomorrow (I'll get her some then), but the look she gave me when I came home with cat food but no dog treats... I swear she understands English.

Alright, I've got three quick ones...

I confess, people who have wonderous treasure right under their nose, and don't have the depth or presence to appreciate it really antagonize and frustrate me.

I confess, I'm growing my beard (actually a red gotee with bits of grey) out again, and it's gotten to be a couple of inhces long, almost long enough for me to start doing creative things with it. I like to get it long enough to fork it and tie it off in two little sections, but my wife has been giving me a hard time about trimming it down so I don't look "crazy".

I confess, I spent so much time fiddling around online today with various projects, that my wife made me promise I would stay off the boards tomorrow and try to relax, becaues it has been "draining" me. I didn't actually make this promise, but I'll try to appease her. Maybe. A bit. [I dunno about cutting my beard off though.]

Good fortune,

- Icarus the Over-Stretched

I confess I'm grateful for friendship.

Oh, that's not much of a confession, is it?

I confess... that I sometimes go out for a run at dangerous times of the night, because I enjoy the night so much.

I confess, I start school in 2 weeks and still haven't signed up for classes yet.

In fact I haven't even seen my professor for advising. I was supposed to do it last spring... but kept on putting it off.

I also have a bit of anxiety about going and talking to him about it... It took forever to build up the nerve to call him on the phone... I didn't get a return phone call...

Why do I put things off to the last minute...

I confess it still surprises me when people compliment me... gotta love them compliments though.

Indeed I'm grateful for friendships, and one in particular I'm particularly grateful for - a good friend of mine named Faye... she's the one who knows about AS. To a good extent...
She's only an online friend now though. She'll be moving to Japan in the not so distant future lol.

I confess there's an avatar here that's annoying me (sensory issues - it moves), but I can't figure out how to just block that one. I know how to block them all, but I don't want to do that. Ah well.

I confess I have stuff to do today, but I'd much rather spend the day looking out the window.

I confess that I used Limewire to get a couple of songs I couldn't get on iTunes.

I confess I was just out back, burning off some pent-up steam by practicing destroying random stuff with my 12-foot bull whip. I confess that the awesome power that can be generated by such an instrument always astounds me. I confess that I knocked several slats of the wood lattice that is on the side of our back deck, which I probably shouldn't be doing, since we're renting this place. I confess that as that thought entered my mind, I knocked off one more slat before moving onto something else, just to vent a bit of spite. [I'll fix them later. EDIT: Crap, I just went and looked, and several of them were completely shattered (destroyed); I'll need to get new ones from Home Depot. Damnit.]

I confess that during a particularly aggressive strike, I managed to catch myself right on the back of the neck hard enough to make me bleed ('tis a tricky instrument to use, and will punish you when you fail). I confess that hurt (stung) like hell, but I confess that I laughed out-loud when it happened. I confess I'm a bit out of practice, and need to work on that.

I confess I feel just a bit better now. [EDIT: Oh, as a random tip of completely useless information, a bullwhip in the hands of someone who is properly motivated makes an excellent make-shift weed whacker, and is excellent excersise to boot. EDIT EDIT: Except with blackberry vines, which are too tough to consistently knock through, and just tend get the whip all tangled in thorns.]

[Don't worry, I was wearing safety goggles. ]

Good fortune,

- Icarus the Inadvertent Masochist

I confess I have a bad habit of not going to the toilet when I need it, in both cases.

I confess I'm bored and trying to figure out one of my friends.

I confess that I'm supposed to write a paper about myself for tomorrow morning, and I can't think of a single thing (I've never had the ability to "sell myself"). I confess that at the rate I'm going (two sentences (that I don't like) in the past twenty minutes), I'll be here all night.