:: sweettalk ::
the musings and minutes of the committee meetings in my mind| [::..about..::] |
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| :: age: 41 |
| :: ancestry: english, scottish, irish, german, french |
| :: education: finance, real estate, sociology, economics |
| :: gender: male |
| :: home: dallas |
| :: orientation: gay |
| :: politics: libertarian |
| :: religion: christian |
| :: sign: pisces |
| :: species: homo sapiens |
| :: status: single |
| :: vocation: financial analyst/grad student |
| [::..recommended..::] |
| :: cybertheo |
| :: ethnic lounge |
| :: fate delivers |
| :: my quiet life |
| :: the search for love in manhattan |
| :: truck808 |
| :: usinpeace |
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| [::..neighbors..::] |
| :: sometimeshappy |
| :: force of mouth |
| :: computer academic underground global headquarters |
| :: no smorking |
| :: serial experiments |
| :: radical wacko |
| :: archipelapogo |
| :: random thoughts from a large head |
| :: brilliant corners |
| :: communications paradigm shift |
| :: evaporated |
| :: prairie point |
| :: unadulterated text |
| :: time runs with an ax |
| :: portia of venice |
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| [::..reading..::] |
| ::
came to believe by alcoholics anonymous |
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twelve steps and twelve traditions by alcoholics anonymous |
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the alchemist by paul coelho |
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dune by frank herbert |
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the death and life of great american cities by jane jacobs |
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wherever you go, there you are by jon kabat-zinn |
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if the buddha dated by charlotte kasl, phd |
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atlas shrugged by ayn rand |
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we the living by ayn rand |
| [::..listening..::] |
| ::
time & tide by basia |
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buena vista social club by buena vista social club |
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born by bond |
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michael buble'
by michael buble' |
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time out
by the dave brubeck quartet |
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dvorak: 3 great symphonies
by antonin dvorak |
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a day without rain
by enya |
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crazyhorse mongoose
by galactic |
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joao voz e violao
by joao gilberto |
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town called earth
by greyboy allstars |
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josh groban
by josh groban |
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synkronized by jamiroquai |
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turnstiles
by billy joel |
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come away with me by norah jones |
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les miserables
by les miserables international cast |
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solo para ti by ottmar liebert |
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the best of matt bianco by matt bianco |
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listen without prejudice
by george michael |
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trickle by olive |
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piano concerto no. 1/ rhapsody on a theme of paganini by sergey rachmaninov |
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wish by joshua redman |
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what's new by linda ronstadt & the nelson riddle orchestra |
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seal by seal |
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duncan sheik by duncan sheik |
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...all this time
by sting |
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mercury falling
by sting |
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under the covers
by dwight yoakam |
| [::..links..::] |
| :: all consuming |
| :: biz stone, genius |
| :: blo.gs |
| :: blogdex |
| :: blog matcher |
| :: dive into mark |
| :: extreme tracking |
| :: globe of blogs |
| :: technorati link cosmos |
| :: weblogs |
| [::..archive..::] |
:: Friday, April 11, 2003 ::
God, I offer myself to Thee to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self that I may better do Thy Will. Take away my difficulties that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy Power, Thy Love, and Thy Way of Life. May I do Thy Will always.
Oh, that You would bless me indeed and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would always be with me, and that You would keep me from evil.
Thank You for keeping me sober today. Amen.
Life at its noblest leaves mere happiness far behind; and indeed cannnot endure it.... Happiness is not the object of life: life has no object: it is an end in itself; and courage consists in the readiness to sacrifice happiness for an intenser quality of life. -- George Bernard Shaw
I think I'm sick. I don't know what it is, but I haven't felt quite right the past couple of days. Not that I'm every quite right. I hope it's just allergies or something like that. Last night, I came home, weeded and watered the garden, and then went to bed at 7. I rarely do that. I feel better this morning but I hope whatever it is gets out of my system soon.
I found out that I'll be at GE at least another week, and I believe Child Care Group wants me back after that. As long as I get paid, I don't care, although I wish I did care. I wish I had a job that I looked forward to doing every day, where I felt like I contributing something or creating something instead of cleaning up other people's messes. It's like being a financial janitor. Like anything else, I need to begin the process of finding something new to do. We never know what may happen.
I confirmed the reservations for Jennifer's birthday tea at the Arboretum, and then I called her to make plans. She told me that she and Bart had received my sobriety thank you card and that she was very proud of me and the life I'd built. I replied that it definitely wasn't me who has kept me sober, but she reminded me that I had to make the decision to be willing to change. I love Jennifer, and I'm so glad that she's part of our family.
That's all for today. Tonight, I plan to go to the six o'clock and then meet Adeleine from work, her boyfriend John, and friend Bill at After Dark.
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