October 16, 2005

the hands of my bio-clock are screwed.

received a call from ding around 1 a.m.; and so it was off to supper.

I'm a self-confessed big eater. bottomless pit for a stomach, or so they say. thank goodness my physical parameters don't exactly have to conform to the 'what you eat today, you put on tomorrow' mantra.

and so we met. and boy, am I glad I went.

got home just before the sun rose, to bed at six. snoozed for an hour and half, then out of the house again. which probably explains the intense lethargy I'm experiencing right now. no regrets though. time well-spent is time worth spending.

life is a gift from God. use it well. and when it ends, and the purpose of one's life has been accomplished, that is all that really matters.

BK's dad passed away on friday. it came as a shock, naturally, and the negative clarity of it all hit me like a rock, probably because such issues have been on my mind recently. was at the wake, and I hate myself for being so inarticulate and inept about handling such matters. yet, what can I really say? perhaps this is a good instance of silence being golden.

and in the interest of Dramatic Tension, that's where the idea of a pregnant pause comes in. pretty much.

but I'll be there for him. and do what I can.

it'd be good timing for a nap now.
gid posted at 20:17