You know what? I don't believe that people in Atlanta know how to handle weather. The last time I saw traffic this bad was when the "Snow"pocalypse happened.

Plug headphones in ...
wear headphones.....
decide that the silence is better than music....

I've reached a new high in my adult life.

Tech lesson:
The algorithm which dictated autofill on your phone looks at previous conversations to determine if the current conversation/typing can be shortcutted for an autofill from a dictionary list of words which are spelled similarly.
(end of lesson)

I was spelling out fundamentally. FU was as far as it needed to autofill in fucking. I may need to watch my language a bit more in group text sessions.    

It is 5:03 in the morning

Do you know where your sleep is?

So, I didn't get to do a single thing which I had planned on today. Strike that. I did go to Walmart for some paint brushes. That is all though. When I got home and was packing the car up for the range, my next door neighbor caught me and asked if I had a few hours to build a dog house for his new pups. Now, I would like to think that I am a pleasant person and willing to always help out a neighbor in need. But today was an example of why I hate people in general at times.

1. He had no plans ready to build a dog house. 
2. He brought over his two little kids and expected me to teach them how to use tools. 
3. The pups we...I built a house for were brought over by the 4 year old and commenced to tear through the house, attack Tigger, started chewing on my office rug, and then after shooing them out of the house for the third time, they tackled Murphy so hard that he fell from the porch and collapsed to the ground when he couldn't get back up. 
4. The boys needed constant attention, so much so that a job which should have taken 2 hours took all freaking day. 
5. He let his 5 year old boy decide if a board joint was straight. which in turn made the frame uneven, then commenced to say it was the fault of building skills which had made the floor wobble.
6. (side note: they are devout Mormons) at 4 o'clock, he decided that this was taking too long and said he would be back after going to temple....his wife called later and informed me that they would not be back until well past dark. 

Once they left, I finished the work on the house alone, cleaned my tools up, swept the back porch, and finally went inside at 8 pm for my first meal of the day and a glass of scotch. The project had taken 14 hours working with that family..

Next time they ask me for help, either I do it by myself of there will be some major issue at work which requires my attention right then and there.....

So tired. Need a shower and another scotch. 

Such a lovely afternoon for a drive home.

Insomnia stinks without broadband.

I'm in Commerce for the night with my Grandmother and in the morning, dealing with an issue with my mother's estate. As usual my insomnia has me wide awake at 3:04am . This normally wouldn't be an issue if ithis weren't also a house with no internet or open wifi within range. I've been sitting here in one of the guest bedrooms, reading Southern Living June 2008 for the past hour.
Maybe a late night run to Walmart is in order. 

My lounge chair is not safe either....

I'm watching Forrest Gump.

Everybody always hates the Jenny character for how she treats Forrest but I really don't see her in that light. She was a broken little girl from the moment she was on the screen until the end. The way she treated Forrest was in my view, not using him, but she was keeping herself from treating him the way her father had treated her years in the past. Everyone sees Forrest as this retarded idiot, aspergers maybe, Jenny included. She knows him better than anyone else in the world other than his Mother. She is the only woman that he has ever wholly loved. I personally believe that she loved him even more but was afraid of what those feelings would actually mean to her. She didn't have this strong example of what love even meant because of her father and his abusive  advances. Every man she comes in contact with sees her as this thing to be lusted after and is afraid of hurting Forrest when all he wants is her love.
The script has it's stupid moments that I really hate though. The way she goes from abusive relationship to relationships where she is being taken advantage of is total crap. She just want to find her place in the world, where that is, she has a hard time discovering. She thinks that as long as they aren't what she had at home, it is right. But, she keeps going back to what she knows (getting beat on, sexually abused, pressured into drug addiction) I guess that is the reason that she gets so upset when Forrest defends her, she thinks that this is just the way life is.  Each time when she is alone and realizes that she has slipped back into the old ways, she moves on once again. She thinks that this is normal life.
She keeps Forrest at arms length because just like the movie, she thinks that he is so dumb that he really doesn't know what love is. She convinces herself as a young age that Forrest just believes he loves her because she showed him some friendship on that bus ride. This is total bullshit...What Forrest has for Jenny is simple and unencumbered love for the one woman that he will always keep in his heart. There is no way else to put it.  If you watch how she keeps leaving him through the movie, she runs the first time, rides, walks, then slowly rides off  with a glance back for the last time before she comes home for good. She is slowly realizing that she feels the same way about him as he has since their childhood. It was only at the end when she realized this about their relationship and totally opens up to him/shares her secret with Forrest. Her behavior isn't wrong. Her behavior is just what she sees as what will make her happy.
 Which, to me, is the saddest part of the whole movie.  This movie to too freaking depressing.




(edit)
Jenny just passed away...20 years old  and still makes me upset.

Why I can't write in my journal while in bed at night.....

Guys with hair have good hair days....I have good beard days

 Ginger beard

Baby face (me) 

updates and ranting after a weird night.

Life stress dreams has always given me the worst nightmares. With the onset of the new job promotion, the baby on her way, and the research paper deadline looming on the horizon there is no reason to wonder why the nightmares have returned. Yes, my insomnia is still bearing down on me as always. I'm still looking for an alternative to the pharmaceutical zombie inducing meds  of late, but they are the only thing keeping me from seeing the sunrise every morning. So what happens in the night? This morning at exactly 3:45am, I sat straight up in bed thinking about how life can be totally random in its path. We are born, grow up, we make some small change in the human existence, we die.
This is my nocturnal life and thought processes from now on it seems.
So what do I do in the ass end of the night? I come down stairs and try to not wake the dogs as I get a glass of water. Yeah, that never really happens as well as one would hope.
If one dog wakes up, they both wake up. If they wake up, they have to pee. Walking the dogs at 4 am is just as sad as it sounds. While just letting them out into the back would be fine but they would just come back inside wet from the grass dew.
Last night as we went past the park at the Library, we passed a lone jogger which made me think, "Who the hell jogs as 4 in the morning?" but then I thought about how he saw Buffy, Murphy, and I "Who the hell walks their dogs at 4 in the morning? What a weirdo". This also led me into thinking about if he had woken up with the same life/death thoughts running through his head and just decided to run it off/

Either way, It 5 am now and the sky is just now starting to show the first purple hues of a fresh dawn on the horizon.
Time to start the new day.