Conscious Catholicism

I’ve been having a really hard time sleeping lately. I think I mentioned this in previous journal entrys, if so sorry. Mike and I went for a few drinks to the Rickshaw, a local hangout Chinese karoake bar. It was nice to get out of the house for a few hours. Mandy, Maria and one of Mikes other co-workers were there. She was loud and got very drunk, very quickly, I didn’t like her. Well, the point of telling you this is that Mike had a bit to much to drink also and when he does, he always snores very very loudly. I ended up tossing and turning and cursing my sleeplessness. I ended up on the sofa about 5 in the moring. Why do I always wait until 5 in the morning to move, when I could move just as easily at 2 or 3 and get that much more sleep.

It’s freaky weather time again here in Seattle, it’s supposed to rain/snow all this weekend. I am so over the Winter about now, I want Spring and wamth and flowers and lilacs (my favorite flower). I’m tempted to buy a ticket to Alabama to go visit Dad and Phyliss as a suprise as well as to get away from the cold and rain. We do have a bunch of trips planned in the coming months, April we are going to Pullman, in eastern Washington to suprise Maureen, Mikes mom for her birthday. May, I’m going to Alabama for Dad’s suprise birthday, and in June a bunch of friends, Mike and I are going to LA so that I can get the rest of my stuff out of storage and for gay pride.

Time to take some Valerian root gelcaps and try to go to sleep, gosh it’s only 20 of 10 how old have I become, at least I’m not sick like David, and all the other bloggers I read.


Born in New York, Educated in the Berkshires, Became an adult in CA and found my Soul in Seattle. I'm a bearish middle aged, happy man who lives w my husbear in the OC.