Oh, in case you don't know the song, here are the lyrics to So Far Away

So far away, doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn't help to know you're just time away

Long ago I reached for you and there you stood
Holding you again could only do me good
How I wish I could, but you're so far away

One more song about movin' along the highway
Can't say much of anything that's new
If I coild only work this life out my way
I'd rather spend in bein' close to you.

But you're so far away, doesn't anybody stay in one place any more
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn't help to know you're so far away

Yeah, it's Mother's Day. Spent the day with the family and a barbeque. All in all, okay, but missed the beginning of Six Feet Under. Hope the get rid of Brenda soon.

So, quick nutshell of the weekend. Totally feel guilty about forgetting my friend's birthday yesterday. I had all these weird feelings that I needed to call her, but couldn't figure out why (or remember why). Also had this feeling that there was something I was forgetting.

So, feel really guilty. Terribly guilty. And now I need to get up off my ass and find a gift for her. I know what I want to get -- a DJ bag -- but not sure where to find one in Arizona. Urgh.

Other stuff includes a brain dump. The same friend was vacationing, and I still haven't brought her up-to-date on everything that has been going on with me. And to find out how her vacation was. And to find out when we are going to spend time to see each other.

Besides that, having trouble sleeping. Thought I was over someone I cared about, but little things keep bringing her up in my mind. A song, a sign, just stupid little things. I guess that's what happens, but still would like to be with her or say goodbye one last time. I think the worse time is when I am walking the dog on the golf course -- I listen to MP3 CDs I burned, and just the songs I hear make me think of her. I think the worse is Carole King's So Far Away -- it just seems that no matter how close or far you are in distance, they might be close or far in your heart and thoughts. The one thing that comforts me is that I believe she is thinking of me as well. And that she's also hurting. Life and love are sometimes tough that way.

I updated the page to read "the".

Woo hoo for easy updating.

Oh, and something I wanted to add to the description, but ODB will have to stand on his own for a while... But, gotta love Joy Division....

When the routine bites hard and ambitions are low
And the resentment rides high but emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways, taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart again

Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed, our respect run so dry?
Yet there's still this appeal
That we've kept through our lives
Love, love will tear us apart again

Do you cry out in your sleep
All my failings expose?
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just can't function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again

Hi everyone. This is just the beginning of my musings. I guess I should change it from a to the genius boy wonder. Got that nickname at my first job, because I was the only one to score in the genius settings from the 5 minutes IQ test. Works for me :-)

Since I am starting this at 12.30 AM and I am dead tired, the beginning will not be much. Mostly, this hella fun blog will be about job hunting, dot-com musings (I like the word musing), love life and friends I have known and loved. At times, names will be edited to protect the guilty and innocent. And to save myself from a slander / libel lawsuit.

Love and love,
JSP