Pour some sugar tartar sauce on me… oooh, in the name of luuuv!

Happy Valentine’s day, everyone!
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Pour some sugar tartar sauce on me… oooh, in the name of luuuv!

Happy Valentine’s day, everyone!
Picture source: funny-potato.com
My mind has been elsewhere lately. I’ve been preoccupied with looking for a new place to move in next month. But, I’m happy to say that I just lucked out today and found a new apartment, a couple of miles away from where I am now. I live in a small town, so there’s not many choices. And you never know if you’ll get any at all, at a given time. I got approved by the management and am ready and anxious to do this now. I hate moving and would love to just get it going and be done with it, already.
Bear with me. I’ll be back soon…
If only we had meat to eat… but now we have lost our appetite; we never see anything but this manna.
~ Numbers 11:4-6
You can’t always have what you want. And you can’t have everything either. At least, not all at once.
Have you ever struggled with having to choose between what you want and what you need? How about forcibly getting what you need instead of what you actually want? Of course you have. You’re only human, after all. It is a battle we all face, constantly. And there is no way out of it, I’m afraid. We will always be in a tug-of-war against ourselves. Unless, of course, you opt to simply give in. Then, I rest my case.
But, that’s just my observation.
Me? I’m usually pretty good at being disciplined about making sound decisions for my own sake. Like, you know… given the state of my own personal economy, I would buy something suspiciously cheap, if I deem it able to serve the same purpose as one that costs way more. It doesn’t always work but I, at least, learn from the experience. I’ve never been enticed by brand names. Not that it should matter to anyone else. However, if a brand name is more cost-effective in the long run, then I would not skimp. You can relate, can’t you?
When I was younger and was a working musician, I remember starving myself, eating only ramen noodles everyday, just so I can save the money to be able to buy a two thousand dollar guitar. Yep, I was that crazy back then. And I would sacrifice that way again and again, every time I had a piece of gear I “needed” to purchase. After all, the tools of the trade are a must, right? And so, worth dying for.
However, there are times when I’m not too happy with what I’m given either. Because what I asked for was something different. Something of selfish nature, perhaps. But in the end, I was glad because it all worked out well in the long run, as it always does for me. It goes to show how much I know about what’s right and what’s wrong.
These past few days, I’ve been trying to find a new place to move in to in three weeks. It’s a battle in my mind because a lot of people think I should go ahead and buy a house now. And I’m thinking… hmmm, yes I could. I’m able to… so, why not? For a couple of days, I was really tempted. I could swing this and get it done with, already. But then, I thought… I still have debt to pay off and other financial obligations I need to tend to, at the moment. Sure, I could make it all fit into my budget, no problem. But I had to stop and think of a better scenario. The big picture. The future. Instead of just today.
Today. Yes, today, I need to chill. I need to sacrifice today so tomorrow will be rewarded. I now believe in this philosophy. Sacrificing today doesn’t necessarily mean depriving myself or halting my life. I think, contentment is key. If I am content with little now, who knows, I may be rewarded with a bit more, later. I have to trust in hope. If you don’t have hope, what else can you possibly have? The cake is already good. But a little icing would be nice too, right?
So yeah, what’s it gonna be? Want or need? It pays to choose wisely since we’re only allowed one choice at a time.
Meat or manna, people… it’s either one or the other.
Meat Or Manna
don’t even think about it, it’s not what you need
don’t fly away forever, just to come back down to bleed
i have only one thing to say
you don’t have to run away
i was hoping you’d wanna
wanna choose meat or manna
it’s either one or the other
meat or manna
if only life was easy, you can do what you please
you just hide behind the curtain and pretend no one sees
there is only one thing that matters
but all you want is everything that shatters
i was hoping you’d wanna
wanna choose meat or manna
it’s either one or the other
meat or manna
you feed on your wisdom as you sit at the table
and you wanna save the world
but does your mind think you’re able
i know what you’re after tonight
don’t question my answer cause it’s black and white
i was hoping you’d wanna
wanna choose meat or manna
it’s either one or the other
meat or manna
©2002 Chris Alma Jose
It’s not that I’m sitting here staring at the wall.
No, I guarantee you, my time is very well-spent. I’m right here watching Crocodile Hunter re-runs… by crikey!!!
Seriously, I think my being sick this long has affected my level of creativity and desire to post anything sensible. Could it be writer’s block, perhaps? I don’t know, I’m not a writer. But bear with me, anyway. I may have been simply lazy lately.
Oh well. Somehow, someday, I will be back in my normal element.
But for now… I’m enjoying the late Steve Irwin’s legendary over-the-top enthusiasm as he whispers words of love into the ear of a monitor lizard.
I love it. He’s infectious. I miss him. Gotta go.
It’s been a tough time for me, this past couple of weeks. Not only have I been sick for the longest time (yes, I’m still reeling to this day), I’ve also been in a sort of roller coaster ride, emotionally. Most of you know why. And to top it all off, I just got news yesterday, that my landlord is taking back the house I’m renting, to give to his son as a wedding gift. Now, I’m all of a sudden, scrambling to find a new place to move in to, next month. I’m a bit overwhelmed, to be honest.
There are times when things go rough and you’re hoping to simply ride the storm thinking, it will all be good in the end. Sometimes, it ends up as planned. Sometimes, it doesn’t. It reminded me of a song I wrote some time ago, when I was still married. I was hoping that the storm will soon pass and we’ll be alright, in the end. Apparently, the storm did a pretty good job.
Hopefully, it won’t be too hard on me, this time around.
Anyhow, here’s a song about hoping for the best.
After the Fire
Remember the moonlight, the sand in our shoes
We walked until midnight looking for clues
How could it be so easy, how could it be so plain
We lit up a fire, we lit up a flame
So our hands came together through comfort and pain
The tears and the laughter, the sun and the rain
A dream for tomorrow, a promise we yearn
That after the fire, the fire will burn
Our eyes they were glowing as we hoped for the best
But stormy days passed us by, thought we’re failing the test
We came to our senses, we grew and we learned
And after the fire, the fire still burned
And when I flip the pages of my memories of yesterday I cry
And when I view the photographs they whisper to me saying
Love can never die
We came to our senses, and we grew and we learned
So after the fire, the fire still burned
Now Christmas is back again, and it comes with a smile
Those crazy days have come and gone, they only stay for a little while
Though the sun may not shine today, and the rain may take its turn
But after the fire, the fire will burn
And after the fire, the fire will burn
Yeah, after the fire, the fire will burn
I don’t normally like reality shows, but every once in a while comes one that hooks me like a hopeless addict. I remember turning down party invitations, just so I won’t miss an episode of the Osbournes. Right now, it’s a show called Gone Country.
Well, I’m not much for country music, either. I don’t know. Maybe, it’s because I like the idea of a show about songwriting, in a crossover platform. Maybe, I like to see celebrities make a fool of themselves. Maybe, it’s because I’ve had fond memories of Nashville and the south in general. Or maybe, I’m just plain amused to see how Dee Snider’s going to survive this plight.
Yeah, that’s probably it! So far, I’ve been really enjoying it a lot. So, we’ll see.
I’ve been debating whether or not to fork out a whopping five bucks for a matinee this weekend. I need to get some air. I’ve been sick for too long and the funk just won’t let go that easy.
I’ve always been a big fan of the Rambo series and was wondering if this installment was just as worthy a bother as the previous ones. So, if anybody got their two cents to toss, please do.
Thanks in advance. And I’ll be back soon… with a more meaningful post, hopefully.
You know, that feeling of coming back to work after a long vacation? It’s dreadful. But coming back to work after being sick for a whole week? Not funny, ya’ll!
I woke up this morning finally having enough energy to act somewhat normal again. Yes, I’m almost there, but not quite fully yet. The cold is hanging tough. Like the Terminator.
Seven days of agony. Seven days of pills and syrups. Seven days of chicken freakin’ SOUP! Alright already! I want pizza, dangwangit! I’m so glad I can, at least, watch TV now, without my eyes feeling like they’re going to pop out in pain.
But to walk back into normal life today, after being out in what seems to be purgatory for an entire week, is making me feel like a zombie trying to find its way around. Like an abducted alien thrown out of a slimy spaceship naked, and down into the woods.
I’m sorry, I still don’t have much to say at this time. I’m still trying to get myself together as I make sense of the day. Right now, I’ve got a desk piled up with work that’s overdue yesterday. There’s about a hundred items on my inbox. A couple dozen unanswered phone calls. That’s right. It’s gonna be an interesting week, to say the least.
Oh yeah, my RSS reader says I’ve got 273 unread items.
Sometimes, my mind is blank. But when I get sick, it really is blank. So, here’s a blank post for today, I suppose.
Well yeah, it finally caught up with me. It’s only been in the single digits today, and I woke up this morning all stuffy and with a nasty sore throat. I tried to shake it off by resting in bed all day, but to no avail. I guess, I’ll just try to drink more liquid and vitamin C and see how I am tomorrow.
It’s no flu, by the way, but I still hate being useless for whatever reason!
I’m back to bed.