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Long day at work today. 10 Hour days are usually pretty long, but today was just bad. I think it was partially because we had the best weather so far this year and I only got to enjoy about 45 minutes of it. Oh well, there'll be more sunny days.

I have Emily this weekend, and I gotta say I was pretty excited. I couldn't wait to get home and see the little munchkin. It's a shame that I only got to see her for an hour or so, but I have her for another 4 days so plenty of time to hang out and catch up. I think the weather is going to be pretty good for the rest of this weekend so I might take her to the park or just out for some strolls or something.

I've been having some horrendous dreams lately. Nothing overly gory, scary, or freaky, but just as disturbing. I keep dreaming about my would be wedding day, as if it was still going ahead. Dreams like that make it hard to get out of bed in the morning.

I've been leaving work early lately. I can't stand it there, it gives me headaches. I do all this in spite of having very bad financial problems. Think I'm gonna have to just suck it up, I need money to get some stuff done: New glasses, new tattoo just for starters.

Still trying to sort out life. It's hard. All I want is a good job, less debt, the ability to be a grown up, own a house, and be a good father.

Over and Out,
Jon

Somewhere, Beyond the Sea!

I've felt the need to watch faintly British movies lately. I'm not quite sure what it is, but I think Simon Pegg, Edgar Wright, and a little t.v. show named Spaced might have something to do with it. As a part of this need I've watched 28 Days Later again. The funny thing about this movie is that I found it completely terrifiyng the first couple of times I watched it, but this time I found it more interesting than frightening. I think what made the difference this time is that I realized that even though the movie was seemingly the resurgence of the zombie movie, the "monsters" are not really monsters at all, they're people, just fueled on rage and adrenaline. It's funny how the thin line between rage infected humans and supernatural, undead, humans makes one feel more at ease while watching the movie.

On a seemingly unrelated note I've also found it quite entertaining to watch the new episodes of Unsolved Mysteries with the new host Dennis Farina (Snatch). Sound odd? Well it is. Why the producers of the show would go for such an odd stick is a little mind boggling. For starters the original host, Robert Stack (BASEketball), was creepy as hell. I mean Christopher Walken (Pulp Fiction, Sleepy Hallow) creepy. But this new guy, well he just doesn't seem to believe in what he is doing. Good old Robbie always had a semblence of belief in his creepy monotone, but Farina with his New York, wise guy accent seems less than enthused about the subject material. Now maybe I'm just typecasting the poor guy, but come on now.

Now, back to the real subject of this post. The point of mentioning both of these things is that they both portray people isolated or on the run, people who have or can disappear. 28 Days Later is pretty obvious in it's isolation, but Unsolved Mysteries, as a "variety" show, only contains stories of this sort from time to time. However, there are many stories that I have seen amongst the murder mysteries, the ghost stories, and alien abductions that investigate cases of disappearances. Now, you may ask "What the hell is Jon getting at?" and even more likely you may say, "get to the point already!" Well, here we go.

Okay, so since I've watched all of these things lately it has been making me think that I might want to just disappear, uproot and leave without a trace. The idea does have a certain appeal: the ability to travel the world, escape everyday troubles, and forget all the grown-up responsibilities of life. My buddy has recently mentioned a roadtrip to Maine, which is close enough to Newfoundland, and I'm sure it has it's more isolated spots. It would be a great little spot to grab a cottage and just forget about everything.

Don't get too excited, I definitely wouldn't do that at this point in my life. Maybe a few years ago before I had the responsibilites I do now, but I know I wouldn't be able to leave my daughter. These thoughts were just the postulations of a man in an odd situation, trying ot sort out what would be the best in my life. Right now I have a beautiful daughter, a supporting family, and great friends, I don't think I would throw that away.

Well, enough of this nonsense,
Over and Out,

Jon

Just another Spoke in the Wheel

Oh blogger, my anonymous little friend whom I share secrets with yet allow the internet population full access to, what an odd time you have come back into my life. I am at the point now where I take things one day at a time! Recently, the days have been really good, but there are some days when I really don't want to or can't do anything. It's very strange, and I can honestly say that I have never felt this way in my life. Have I fallen prey to some sort of Shakespearean Tragedy? Nah. Could it have gone that way? Perhaps, and maybe it still will. One never can tell.

That's where this little piece of realty in cyberspace comes in I fear, a place to dump my thoughts and emotions just to make some sense of them. To make them more real, tangible, easier to wrestle with. That's where today's blog posting comes into play. I've decided that while I have many, many goals in life I will never find success in them unless I have some record of them on paper, or I guess on file. So that's what I propose to do today, after all, I left a rather lengthy and meaty post yesterday, and I don't have much more to add other than the following goals for what's left of my life.
Here we go:

• Lose weight/ get in shape.
• Write something that gets published.
• Get out of Newfoundland.
• Get a better job, preferably something permanent and better paying.
• Go back to school possibly.
• Change my outlook on life.
  
• Write everyday (that includes this blog)
  

Well that's about it I guess. I can't think of any other goals, though I got a feeling there is something I'm missing there. Oh well.

Over and Out,
Jon