Hulu makes me happy...here's a very old, very dumb episode of Buck Rogers...

Alone...

Chauntelle and Noah left for Florida today. They will be visiting Chauntelle's parents and grandparents for the next 7 days. They made it Orlando safely, and with a minimum of drama (miraculously, some might say). Noah was bored and squirmy during the flight, but he didn't experience any pain in his ears due to the pressure change, which is a blessing, I guess.
Anyway, I'm glad they made it to Florida safely. Oh, yeah, and by the way, I am so frigging bored. I mean, I don't want to make everything about me, but this is my blog after all, so I guess I will make it all about me. I'm bored and lonely already, and it's not been 8 hours since I last saw my family.
Good thing I have plenty to keep me busy this weekend. The yard needs mowing. The house needs cleaning. I have molto homework to do. Plus, a guy will be coming early tomorrow morning to install a new back door, which means that I will be up early on a Saturday morning, which should force me into an industrious and productive mindset (early bed, early to rise and all that).
Once the week starts, I'll be too busy with school and work to spend much time feeling sorry for myself. I will probably be pretty glum by Thursday, but at that point, I'll have only 2 more days to wait for my little family to fly back to me. So, it won't be so bad...

This is a real post...

This is a new blog post. This is a new post to my blog. I have not composed a blog entry in some time, but today, I am composing a blog entry. Why have I not done so sooner (not composed and posted a blog entry, that is)? Well---I don't know. I'm busy? Is that a good excuse? I have a lot on my quote PLATE unquote? Is that a good enough excuse?
Okay, here's the deal. Here's the straight shit. My time-management skills are very poor. In fact, some observers have argued that I have, in actuality, no discernable time-management skills of any sort, an argument that I struggle to refute. As a result of my limited ability to manage my schedule, I find that I am unable to do many of the activities that previously brought me joy during that earlier, Noah-free portion of my life.
In other words, and more simply, because, as you all know, simplicity is, and ever shall be, my hallmark, as I am not one to add unnecessary elaboration to that which would be better in a simpler state, no sirree, not me, I...um, what was I saying? Oh, yeah, to cut to the chase- I suck at managing my time. Between Noah, work, and school, stuff is just dropping off the radar and/or falling through the cracks in the wayside (I'm trying to use up all my cliches at once; it's more efficient that way). But, I'm trying to get better. I'm trying to make better use of my time. I'm trying to spend fewer hours trolling the internet for bikini photos of Gillian Anderson or restaurant guides to Lexington, Ky (oh internet, why do you mock me with your vast tonnages of delicious data?). I'm trying to spend my time responsibly, on a variety of activities.
Blogging is one of the activities that I'd like to make time for again, since it truly is therapeutic for me to open up my head and smear its contents on the electronic page of virtuality (too much?). It's good for me to have an outlet for all of my mental garbage. Sure, Chauntelle listens to me, but it seems unfair to dump everything on her. It's unfair to her to ask her to pretend to be interested all the time.

Long, but worth it...