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One of my resolutions for this year was to never mention IT again, but as we are barely a week or two into the new year, here I am breaking it already.  I made a few resolutions which everyone does (work out everyday, loose weight, not eat so many carbs, etc.), and those are not outrageous by any means.  It's also not outrageous to break any of them after a few days either.  Still, this is something that has lingered within my mind for a long time.  When I got down to my high school weight in 06, I no longer suffered from the condition.  However, the only way in my case that I can completely keep the condition under control is to not eat any more than 800 calories a day, which is nearly impossible for anyone to do.  Someone brought it up recently, and I think I have been obsessing about it ever since.  I am far from the only one who suffers from this condition, so if someone else is out there who happens to read this, know that I feel the pain of ...

As another year comes to a close, it's time to once again wax poetic and look back on what we have experienced and learned.  It was a difficult year, like the last few years have been for all of us.  I learned a lot, I had some wonderfully happy moments and my share of horrible moments, it was not as bad nor as good as some have been, and yet it certainly hasn't been boring.  Made some wonderful new friends, had a few new experiences, and discovered much about the world and within myself.  Certainly more than most people get to do with themselves, but most people aren't committed to such experiences in life.  The literal education experience continues for me.  After having been kicked out of the redneck middle school at the end of last year, had to petition with CSU to put me, once again, into Practicum.  As I am now familiar with the process and how it goes, when this happens (and I am not the first by any means) the higher institution that is wanti...

Years ago I was sitting with a fellow coworker and was trying to have a chat about things, some ice breakers and getting to know you type of questions.  I said when I was a little kid I wanted to become a superhero of some kind, hoping that I would discover, like in the folklore of Superman, that I would find that mysterious person or event that would transform, change or awaken a mysterious power or force within me that would give me the invincible powers I needed (super strength, the power of flight, x ray vision, etc.) in order to become one.  Of course, I realized that was downright silly and it wasn't going to happen, but in the innocence of youth you hope for things like that.  I asked the coworker before me what she wanted to be when she was a little kid when she grew up.  Instead of an astronaut or cowboy or movie star, she said "I figured whatever would happen to me would happen to me."  Of this answer I was disappointed, but have found this to be the c...

Someone posted some old photos on Facebook a few days ago.  Sure, that's what they all use it for, as a means of embarrassing others here or there with old memories which usually involve questionable or ill fated fashion or cosmetic choice (haircut, make up, etc.).  We all have a laugh about it and say "Well, that was the trend at the time" or "I didn't know any different", etc.  I saw one of these photos in question of, once again, a gal I went to high school with who used to astound me.  I won't name a name, of course, because, as I have said in many situations I AIN'T CRAZY (at least, not that crazy. Anymore that is.)  Anyone who may be reading this potentially I may have attended said institution in question and pass it onto the individual, but hey, don't we all have things we're embarrassed or ashamed about?  The particular in question used to sport a black leather jacket, wore vampire clothes and make up like the others in her goth rock...

Today I went online to register for my final CSU class which will begin in January.  Part of me is sad that this has come to an end, as I have truly thrived and enjoyed this (and all previous) academia.  I have learned a lot about myself and others, knowing what I do and don't want out of life through these last years.  Part of me is angry at the world and how it has treated all of us, this economy took a horrible dive, our world has changed quite a bit, and we are here living in the horror story of it.  Corporate jobs have all but dried up for most, we are living hand to mouth and in debt up to our armpits.  We have every reason to be bitter, and yet, I am filled with hope and many dreams at this moment.  Why now and not before?  There are several reasons. 1) The Scene - Ever since I came into The Scene 16 years ago, I have managed to surround myself with creative, talented people from all walks of life.  Much of it was centered around partying...

Hard to believe, but a third friend has died this year.  It's been rough having to see those who we love die around you, but this was truly unexpected.  Just last Saturday night, I was in Munroe's presence at the first Halloween party of the season and he was perfectly fine.  Bedecked in hip hop clothes, a sideways baseball cap and plastic, fake gold jewelry, he looked hilariously age inappropriate as a man in his early sixties.  We talked about nothing, or we talked about everything, or just how good the cupcakes tasted and he showed me he had brought a jug of vodka as it was a BYOB party.  And then, only two days later, he died of a heart attack (although not confirmed as the autopsy is not back yet as of this writing). Munroe was part of the Tremont scene, a staple at the main bar, Edison's (a.k.a. The Office).  He was an artist with a definite sing song quality about his voice, and he managed to be artistic without being pretentious about it.  He...

The next day, we awakened to trek out to a local movie theater that was rented so we could view the most recently released live concert footage DVD, "A Diamond in the Mind", on the big screen.  This was kind of the Comic Con moment since those who were hosting the event as well as those who had just finished some creative projects (related and unrelated to DD) were presenting a showcase for their work.  While sitting there listening to their presentations, I could not help but think of something in the recent past.  I managed at some point during this busy weekend to approach our cohosts, R and A, and told them that I too had hosted a fan party in my hometown in 05 for my a-ha group, and I knew the time and effort and tremendous stress involved in events planning and I commended them for their undertaking.  But I also backed off as well, because there are times that you as the host are so frazzled by all the craziness and organizational skills called to arms that the...