Man, I really should post more.

Belated New Year's resolution: post at least once a week. And real posts, not just filler. Starting now. So, I'm trying to follow Peter's diet with Damien. The food choices are fine, but only two days in and I feel laggy and tired. Oh well, I'm sure I'll pick up over the weekend. It affected the massages I did last night. I got into a decent rhythm and flow, but was so zonky I forgot a bolster. I also didn't have the power and energy I usually have, which made it feel more laborious. I'm loosing some of my joy in massage, so I think it's time for me to do a trade. This weekend I'm de-milling my parts kit (see the link) and, assuming the rest of the parts arrive, I might even finish up building my AK. I have no idea how useful this will be for hunting, but it's sure an interesting project. And affordable, too. I did a bunch of research into rebuilding the rear of my Bronco to get rid of the spool and put in a proper Detroit locker. Turns out this would be the right time to switch it to a 35 spline nodular setup. I'm not sure what exactly that means beyond "awesome" to the point of effectively indestructible. Oh, and somewhat expensive: 35 spline Detroit locker $475 front and rear 4.56 gears $190 each Strange nodular case $300 nodular pinion support $90 custom axles about $400 (need to pull one of the axles I have and get a quote) I guess I should get off my duff and pull that axle this weekend. I need some jackstands to do it though. Or something. Maybe I can use wood blocks? Should be a fun weekend in a "getting things done" kind of way.

Just so I don't forget

I went to Burning Man and got two very clear things. First, I need more human contact. I mean, I pretty much knew this before hand, but man did the 11:11 ever make that clear. Second, I need to find a way to do more things for other people. I'm planning to enroll in a massage technician's class since that'd address both my needs.

Women who hug their exs.

In the last month I've been hugged by at least two ex-girlfriends. These were both women who dumped me, rather than me dumping them. In both cases I'm a little conflicted between wanting them back (because I'm an idiot who wants things he can't have) and wanting to slap them for screwing with my head and my heart (not to mention my fantasy life). What is it women are thinking in these situations? I don't know of any ex of mine where physical intimacy, no matter how platonic the intentions, doesn't provoke thoughts and memories which are anything but platonic. And that immediately scratches at the breakup scars. It's a strange mixture of heartbreak and happiness. While I'll bitch about it, the truth is that as much as I hate reliving being dumped, I don't really want it to end.