ANIXOUS

EXICTED, DONTCHA KNOW!

Gonna get up early tomorrow ... (man, THAT is redundant ..! ) and get set up to watch the Rose Bowl game between USC and Penn State. Gotta pull for the Nittnay Lions ...



I don't know how I stumbled across this video ... been watching it for most of the year. Found out that the young lady, Yelle, did have some MTV success. The grouping always put me in the mind of my three ladies ... you could add one, because they do have a step sister.

Seems like they are having fun ... which is cool. Have 'caught' some of the language, as I hammered thru four years of francais in high school. I think it is rather randy, the subject matter, no worse than what is heard on American pop radio.

I think what I had wanted to establish in my little venting about my ex and my oldest girl, is that I KNOW I am willing to sublimate in order for the relationship to rise. I mentioned someone at or near the house we lived in as a family had a case of the hemmorroids. The point I hoped to have made is that for the sake of the relationship, what ever needed to be done, got done.

For two years, because she didn't think 'it' was going to happen, and we (meaning people who were interested in making me a fighter), could not get her to understand what was going on, I stopped boxing. But, because I did so willingly, for the sake of our relationship and our family, it was no big whoop.

Of all the things I have guilt about, that relationship is one that I don't have that much about. I KNOW what I did, and just like with the Mook's, I do think that I showed up as best as I could have. Period. There are some things that you should not have to ask your partner, housemate, lover, better half, what ever you want to call that person, for.

I could make a case, but I am comfortable with what I did when we were together. I think she bad mouthed me, because SHE WASN'T as comfortable with her actions in the marriage. I wanted to mention my feelings, because in '09, I will be acting on my goals, and having to carry crap regarding her is not one of them.

Same has held for Mookie. I don't need to 'reflect' on her, and while I have thought about lil' Mook more than once, I can't let that consume me. My assignment has came down, and I am no longer a part of her chain of command.

Hell, I don't even think there is anything ugly about it. IS IS WHAT IT IS.

THE WEEKEND ...

... it ain't nothin' but another two days that a brother act crazy on and then it's gone ...

Trying to tell myself that there is nothing wrong with doing nothing. The only reason I can come up with to explain why I am fidgety, is that I would love to be looking into Nebraska's eyes as the clock struck twelve ...

...maybe I will, someday!

Everyon have a very happy New Year!