I am having an email nightmare. YAHOO (why did I ever start with THEM?) has, somehow, made my email account go away on its own. Along with it all of my saved emails and the saved addresses in my address book. This is especially devastating because I have lost contact with my epal, Dave and of course didn't write down his e-dress on a piece of paper, being digital lately. Along with that, the address and thread of contact with my good, smart, funny epal, Steve, has also gone the way of the wicked... not to mention all the others. So guys, if any of you read this blog = and WHY SHOULD YOU I'VE BEEN SO BAD AT KEEPING IT CURRENT... please email me at: buzz.nelson@gmail.com.
I'm OVER yahoo.
Happy New Year.
Monday, December 20, 2004
Where DOES the time go? I have been to Paris, Brussles, Berlin, Strasbourg, Amsterdam, London, Seattle, SanFrancisco and (get this) MONTANA since I last blogged. Jesus Mary and Joseph! No wonder I'm jet lagged.
Luke is gone. Gone gone. He moved to New York. He went there to be with his NEW LOVE. Having survived dumping the fish king's wife he got out of town. Good thing too.
Sinead has gone into hiding. She and Mick are moving around town in a dream-like state and always cordial but sort of in their own space right now. I understand it just fine because that happens to all of us. I hope it's okay for them right now and look forward to seeing them sometime later. Maybe next year.
Brad is mincing about at work, all atwitter for the holidays. He got to me first with a Christmas dinner invitation so I will join him and his bitter greek friend for dinner. The greek friend is actually fun, she's just SO bitter. It oozes out of her like ouzo. It's fun for a couple hours and then it's tedious but I'll only be with her a couple hours. Brad is a good cook so dinner will be good.
Earth Mother and her einsteinian husband invited me but too late so maybe I'll have Christmas EVE dinner with them which is more appropriate anyway that household being all about eve.
I remember when I used to call my brother's wife "the dog faced girl" when talking about her to my boyfriend. I don't know what happened but when I saw her recently I really LIKED her. She seems to have mellowed out or maybe I have but we had a wonderful time together. Maybe it's a trick.
The mighty U.S. DOLLAR is taking a beating. The runt president has ruined our currency. Those of us being paid in dollars and living in Europe are suffering for sure. It's hideous. Yesterday I had a date with a Mongolian. We went dutch treat. Talk about an international date!
He's cute as hell, about thirty and built like the proverbial brick shithouse. I was never sure what that phrase meant but suffice it to say he is WELL built. Buff, handsome, not too tall not too short and nice manner. Also good in bed. A bonus. As it were.
In my trend of only meeting unavailable men I have learned that he (alas) has a "partner." What is it with me? I only meet "partnered" men or military men who are doomed to transfer or be sent to Iraq.
Yes, mighty Joe (god bless him AND his well hung good looks) is STILL fighting the runt bush's war while the cryptkeeper (Rumsfeld) schemes away.
I don't hear a lot from Joe these days. He's a Marine Corps officer in a front line unit. It doesn't give one much of an opportunity to pop into the internet cafe and send off a few emails.
The runt bush is (along with his cabal) ruining the country formerly known as the United States of America. While blowing up Iraq civilians, women, children and the occasional insurgent he is simultaneously crushing the middle class and forcing the poor into even greater desperation back in the U.S. of A. God Bless America though and our potentate. Jesus Mary and Joseph.
Speaking of those three, I am having the best Christmas this side of being born in a stable. Friends have been coming and going (and never too soon) and I have been drinking gluhwien al fresco and shopping and dating some and attending the baths. It's all been very festive.
We had an office party that was lame but that's the usual result of that type of thing. At least that repugnant major didn't try to sit on my lap this year (no santa references please - I am thin and fit). He is a frustrated homosexual but I'm not the chairman of the "married military man coming out program" so he needs to stay away from ME.
And to all a good night.
Luke is gone. Gone gone. He moved to New York. He went there to be with his NEW LOVE. Having survived dumping the fish king's wife he got out of town. Good thing too.
Sinead has gone into hiding. She and Mick are moving around town in a dream-like state and always cordial but sort of in their own space right now. I understand it just fine because that happens to all of us. I hope it's okay for them right now and look forward to seeing them sometime later. Maybe next year.
Brad is mincing about at work, all atwitter for the holidays. He got to me first with a Christmas dinner invitation so I will join him and his bitter greek friend for dinner. The greek friend is actually fun, she's just SO bitter. It oozes out of her like ouzo. It's fun for a couple hours and then it's tedious but I'll only be with her a couple hours. Brad is a good cook so dinner will be good.
Earth Mother and her einsteinian husband invited me but too late so maybe I'll have Christmas EVE dinner with them which is more appropriate anyway that household being all about eve.
I remember when I used to call my brother's wife "the dog faced girl" when talking about her to my boyfriend. I don't know what happened but when I saw her recently I really LIKED her. She seems to have mellowed out or maybe I have but we had a wonderful time together. Maybe it's a trick.
The mighty U.S. DOLLAR is taking a beating. The runt president has ruined our currency. Those of us being paid in dollars and living in Europe are suffering for sure. It's hideous. Yesterday I had a date with a Mongolian. We went dutch treat. Talk about an international date!
He's cute as hell, about thirty and built like the proverbial brick shithouse. I was never sure what that phrase meant but suffice it to say he is WELL built. Buff, handsome, not too tall not too short and nice manner. Also good in bed. A bonus. As it were.
In my trend of only meeting unavailable men I have learned that he (alas) has a "partner." What is it with me? I only meet "partnered" men or military men who are doomed to transfer or be sent to Iraq.
Yes, mighty Joe (god bless him AND his well hung good looks) is STILL fighting the runt bush's war while the cryptkeeper (Rumsfeld) schemes away.
I don't hear a lot from Joe these days. He's a Marine Corps officer in a front line unit. It doesn't give one much of an opportunity to pop into the internet cafe and send off a few emails.
The runt bush is (along with his cabal) ruining the country formerly known as the United States of America. While blowing up Iraq civilians, women, children and the occasional insurgent he is simultaneously crushing the middle class and forcing the poor into even greater desperation back in the U.S. of A. God Bless America though and our potentate. Jesus Mary and Joseph.
Speaking of those three, I am having the best Christmas this side of being born in a stable. Friends have been coming and going (and never too soon) and I have been drinking gluhwien al fresco and shopping and dating some and attending the baths. It's all been very festive.
We had an office party that was lame but that's the usual result of that type of thing. At least that repugnant major didn't try to sit on my lap this year (no santa references please - I am thin and fit). He is a frustrated homosexual but I'm not the chairman of the "married military man coming out program" so he needs to stay away from ME.
And to all a good night.
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