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well, sleeping in my own bed was nice, though i miss the little guys some. their mattress is also harder than mine which is nice.

amusing story (which i'm sure won't be nearly as funny if you didn't actually see it, but it's my journal..)
dot (and bean) like to play with socks. it's a game to them to get them off of your feet and stuff. well, bean is a tad skittish, and doesn't play nearly as much as dot. well, i lost a pair of socks to "the cause" on friday. it was ok, and they're so cute as they "ferociously" "attack" the socks. so one sock ended up in the den and the other in the hallway near the bedroom. last night dot rediscovered one of the socks, and after shaking it vigorously (to make sure it's dead, i suppose) she left it to come get some quality cuddle time on my lap. well, bean tiptoed upto the sock (watching dot the whole time to make sure she was settled on my lap), sniffed it, and grabbed it- then ran down the hall toward the bedroom. about ten minutes later bean comes back into the den with both socks. he trots all the way across the room to the stairs that lead down to the kitchen, and he's staring at me the whole time then he takes them downstairs. when i went to the kitchen a little later he had both socks in his bed and he was all curled up in them.

now i'm doing laundry. i'm going to go cook in a few- i'm making barbequed pork chops/chicken (yeah, i didn't keep my lent promise so sue me) with potato salad for dinner. i also bought some artichokes to see if i can recreate the fantastic dinner i had at olive garden on saturday. i'm embarrassed to tell people it came from olive garden it's so good. it was the chicken castellina it was really, really, good!!!

ok, let's go finish the laundry and make some food.

some stuff

today- somehow- i'm not even sure how i did- i found the journal of a guy (palmerlp) here in columbus who passed away today.

it's so odd how livejournal works. you feel connected to people you have had no interaction with. there are people on my friends list that i will never meet- i will probably never even talk to them, but i feel like i know what's going on in their lives. my heart goes out to a family that has had cancer claim 2 young lives, especially to a little boy who has lost 2 parents before the age of five.

one of the comments on this person's last journal entry was the lyrics to "Thank You" by Ray Boltz. that song has always meant something to me because that is how i want to be remembered. i want my legacy to be that i've bettered the people around me. that my love for them has somehow made life easier, or at least a little brighter.

i do not hold a fear of death that many of my peers do. there was a time when death could not have come quickly enough for me. luckily it didn't, but i still hold an anticipation toward what comes after this. i don't (can't, won't) believe that this little snippet of time that we call life is all there is. i believe that our essence (our soul, spirit, whatever...) has always been and will always be. this body is merely a vessel which contains our true being. i think that's as far as i want to take that tonight.

oh yeah

a big welcome to vicvmichael

welcome to my crazy little corner of cyberspace.