parker’s desk

I kinda feel like I’m already winc­ing from a blow I know I’m about to get…fist is up high in the air above me, I know it’s going to hurt and let­ting myself think about it just ampli­fies the pain to come.  Of course, in my sit­u­a­tion the prover­bial fist is the end of my 12 day trip …

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I’m at the point now in this fifty-nine days of being apart from Heather where time is start­ing to fly and crawl all at the same time.  If I go about my daily tasks, doing my stuff at work and keep­ing busy at home  —  time is fly­ing by.  I’m still a lit­tle dis­ori­ented from how fast today passed …

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I think if you ask most any par­ent what they think about hav­ing kids, you’ll get a mixed bag of responses from uplift­ing and sweet to heav­ily sar­cas­tic remarks that make you won­der if there isn’t more than a heavy help­ing of truth to them.  It’s a sorta sen­si­tive topic to talk about given every­one pre­con­cep­tions of what …

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Not a whole lot to say tonight, really.  I should be sleep­ing right now, but I’ve been doing these teeth white strip things (try­ing to take away 12 years or so of smok­ing damage)  —  and they work awe­some  —  but I have to sit around for a half hour.  And for­got to put them on until a bit ago.  Bah.  Things are going …

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