I’m free and I love to be free
To live my life the way that I want
To say and do whatever I please
No, you don’t own me,
No, no you don’t own me
-- Lesley Gore

Time man, it owns my ass. ‘Tis a shame, too. I don’t like being owned, you know? The other night when I was getting ready to go to bed, I just thought, crap, it’s like 11, where did the day go. So I did some calculations – in a typical day, I spend 7 hours asleep (or should I say trying to sleep), 9 hours working, 1 hour getting ready to go to work and one hour commuting. So what am I left with to call my own? Umm… that would be about 6 hours. How is that helpful?

I’m TIRED man. I need some serious sleep…

Have a good weekend, I intend to spend no less than 10 hours on sleep tonight/tomorrow.

dabbs

treating me ungratefully
But now I'm knowing that they ain't making me or breaking me
My life I live it to the limit and I love it
Now I can breathe again, baby now I can breathe again
-- J Lo

You know, things are crazy right now, so I haven't had time to really, truly blog, but those lyrics did come to mind, so I figured I should post them. The other choice, although good, was more of a downer, but here you go anyway (this is on loop in my brain right now):

Sometimes I can't help thinking "what about me?"
Some days go by that I don't even see
I've done everything right, still I can't break free
Is this how it's always going to be?
What about me?
-- Keith Urban

is someone to believe in me
Just be free with me
-- Michael Tolcher

I know, I know, I know. I've got a lot to say, but I've just been hampered by a bit of writer's block. And yeah, sorry about the spam comments -- I know nothing about a Lake Powell or whatever, ok? Anyway, don't give up on me -- I will be back --

Ames