The December 17th 2004 Prologue

oh, my splitting personalities are simply darling!

i will have had 21 days spent at home, from september 10 through january 1, this year. i guess that's not so bad. it's just that everybody else has had 113. and that's 92 evenings eating in fastfood restaurants by myself, which is sort of pathetic.

my time in downstate illinois has been extended, past christmas. luckily, we are taking a four day break next week, so i can at least get up to medina for a few days. i feel too unsentimental, since christmas doesn't mean much to me, anymore, but it's still important to spend the time back home.

christmas shopping is in impossibilium. but also luckily, my brothers like to think up extravagent gifts that need to be paid for three or more ways, and so i'm spared the effort. unfortunately, we are a week away and no one's thought up something extravagent for mom.

i mean, i would get her the roomba, but the house is just so small and lacking of substantial carpeting...

i am also difficult to shop for, because i am unmarried and therefore not so much into home furnishings, like the siblings. finally, my mother had to break it down, and ask me. and i, i, said, if santa claus were to truly bless me, he would leave for me a 180GB maxtor harddrive with external hd enclosure kit. because every bit needs a home.

besides, i don't know what else.

a bottle of wine would be nice. because drinking more wine will be one of my new year's resolutions.

drinking more wine and feeling less sleepy, more alive. rejuvenation by way of new experiences. such as a five month assignment in orlando. and vacations to guatemala. alaska. san francisco. svaalbard.

new havens, un-grey.

also, i could stand to work out a little. lose ten or twenty pounds.

i need to go back to work, now. i am the captain of a crew who seeks perfection. literally. metal surfaces approaching zero in flatness. not even a fraction of an inch out of parallel. plus or minus zero fractions. perfect. this is the only way.