Well seasoned

Surviving the SAD this year…well, I’m doing fairly well this winter – Praise the Lord. I’ve had only a handful of really bad days, and have been able to manage my incidental and planned social contacts to keep any crashes to a minimum. Plus, we’ve had a lot of sunlight this year.

However, the management of my social contacts mean I haven’t mingled much, haven’t followed up on eHarmony hits, and haven’t even really dealt with e-mail. Oh, and I’ve let about 25 voice mail expire without listening to them. I really ought to clear off the 25 that are on there today… hmmm.

I built a computer for Jan. I ordered the parts, she paid for them, and I assembled them, and her daughters think its all from Santa. Except for the LCD monitor I DID buy them, which was a gift from me. Its been fun building a new computer; it always is I guess, until something doesn’t work right.

In this case, the onboard video is gunky. I think there’s a driver issue (its an nVidia mobo, and recently they’ve been plagued with incompatibility issues — my bad in choosing it). As a result, Jan believes she’s going to have to buy the video card she was holding off on buying until she had more money. *sigh* I know what that can be like.

So I bought her a video card, too. It should be here tomorrow.

Meanwhile, some friends are also talking about building a new computer for their son. Actually, he’s the one who’s supposed to build the computer, and I’m to see to it he gets the right/good parts and puts it together well. AND on top of all that, my brother’s new-ish computer (the twin to mine own, which we each built at the same time) blew a processor. So the past couple of evenings we’ve been comparing notes on parts via Skype.

New Years Eve I had planned on going with the friends mentioned above and their son, along with Christine (College town tv friend) to a party at Union Station in Major Metro Area. The day before, Christine became ill, and didn’t recover before the event.

So I called Kelly.

No answer, of course. I left a message, and it was short notice. Its possible that there’s a message from her in the backlog of voice mail that I’m ignoring..but I’m skeptical. In any case, Kelly came up many times with my family at Christmas in Micanopy, FL this year.

So expect stories of her to re-enter my journal over the coming months.

The Union Station gig was fun, but we got there a little late, and my friends had never been to the station before, so we wasted about an hour just standing in the grand lobby. I did get to see one travelling exhibit completely (it left on January 1) so that was nice. And I struck up a conversation with a single mom in the IMAX theater before the start of the movie…but alas, I still had no one to dance with, or kiss under the balloon drop.

Maybe next year, eh?

I’ve been having disturbingly prophetic dreams the last several nights. Dreams that tell me, “Time is short”. This has combined with my shift from social avoidance to general depression to create an interesting launch pad for my annual internal software rewrite.

Small group starts up soon. It will be nice to hang with these people again — if I’m not depressed. Maybe even if I am. *shrug* Its good for them to grow and learn how to deal with persons like myself. Plus, its really not a burden for others, only for me.

I’ve missed them.

Time to go rake the yard.