Mars Life


Welcome to the 'oughts, dinosaur.

Holy jeez it's been a while. I know. However, with my obvious slacking of late, I don't trust myself to be fully back in the saddle, so why waste this effort telling you about not posting? Let's let it suffice to say I'm jobless, a full time degree-seeking student again, and grasping at shreds of money and a schedule as they materialize with a lot less constancy these days. (Constancy... sweet sweet constancy. Thanks, Lovejoy.)


So then, why is it I can not train myself to get in the habit of dutifully owning a cell phone? I've had one for almost 5 years now, and I have never been able to keep it nearby for when phone calls arrive, or to call people back in proper turnaround time. Just this morning I (finally) received a voicemail from good friend Mego (check out her incredible text-smithing. Personally, I can only manage to make up words like "text-smithing"... why are you reading, again?) asking if wife and I were going to watch the Sunday night animation extravaganza. It's Tuesday, Mars. How about checking your cell-phone at least daily, if nothing else.

I've been thinking a lot about training ones self lately, as I believe myself to be stuck in ruts regarding organization, scheduling, and cell phone usage. They say if you do something for twenty days it becomes habit. I've got real commitment problems in that arena, but I'd like to think I'm competent enough to slay the stick-to-it-ive-ness dragon. I'll keep on trying, and keep on bitching when I fail, I gather. Regardless, I'll still pay those fees and hopefully answer calls when I receive them, eventually.

More to come, hopefully.

And much better than this pieced together piece of brain dripping.

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