This morning isn’t quite going how I wanted it to, but it is going. I really wanted to afford myself more time to write, but have had little things nickel and dime the minutes away, thus shortening what time I have available. But, hey, I did eventually make it. I guess I just need to try and be brief and not think to heavily on things.

I have now mowed the yard twice this year. I’m surprised that old mower is still going, though it is a slight little fight at times. I still need tons of part for it, but I think that if I got a new battery and solenoid it would take care of two of the more inconvenient issues. I have yet to do any trimming, edging, or any of the smaller details in the yard. I’d hoped I could get to some of those things yesterday, but I ran out of time.

I had a pretty awesome morning/day a couple days ago with Ashlee. After I left work and came home–I was overnight for two nights earlier this week–we went out for a quick little breakfast at McD’s and attempted to do some browsing/shopping activities. I picked up a few records at the record shop and Ashlee bought me some tarot cards at the witchy place. After that, we had lunch at the asian place and headed home.

I learned of a brief period in the UK’s history when there was CB in the 964MHz band. I’m a little bit curious about that–think I might look into those radios just for the fun of it.

Violet’s 16th is this Sunday; she’s part way excited about it. Some of her excitement stems from having had a birthday on Easter when she turned 5. It was special to her to have a holiday and her birthday coincide, I guess, so she calculated when the next time it would happen, and has been waiting for it to happen again.

I dunno. There’s a ton more crap I would like to make note of and write about, but I guess that quick jumbled mess of highlights is all I can afford to do. Looks like it’s time for me to finish getting ready for work.

*sigh*

so, i originally set myself down at the computer this morning to try and take some time to write a little bit, and I ended up using most of my time trying to hunt down fragments of programs that I had previously installed that left behind a ton of data that was sucking up precious storage space keeping me from upgrading the system.

i love linux, but i do struggle sometimes with treating it like windows and leaving fragments of this that and everything everywhere.

There are many things that can cause me to feel mildly depressed at times; more frequently than not, it’s somehow “project” related.

I have so many different “projects” that I want to tackle, or goals to achieve; and so many of these silly goals and projects seem to be within my grasp, so easily attainable, close to completion, and so on. Yet, I’m still so very far from getting there. It’s frustrating. Depressing.

I have three cars in the yard or barn, awaiting my time, parts, and some tinkering before they can hit the road again; a Durango with transmission issues, a Sebring with engine issues, and a Cherokee with–well, it’s an old XJ, so, enough said.

I have a barn in disarray, filled with junk and scrap, begging for me to clean and organize it all.

I have a “workshop” of electronics needing repair and organization; a shack full of radio gear that collects dust instead of listening in on and making contact with the world.

I have computer and gaming systems in various states of repair and operability; many needing a controller, a power supply, a drive, or whatever.

I have so many things that I want or need to do with all of these fine toys, hobbies and interests; but so many times I find I’m lacking the ways, means, time, money to do anything more than give a passing glance and sigh,”someday.”

 

So, once again, I’m here to say that I am going to make an attempt at keeping a better diary. I kind of doubt that I will, based on my history of failed attempts, but I’m going to try.

Already, my head hurts. Odd swelling and swirling pressure circling through my cranium as I stare at this screen, trying to figure out what I might actually have that’s worth tapping out on the keyboard. Other than the struggle of finding time, the struggle of finding words and thoughts to share is perhaps one of the bigger problems I have in keeping a diary.

I don’t know what to say.

And now, the overwhelming feeling of lost confusion is driving me away from the keyboard. I think I’m going to go find a bite to eat and maybe a video or something to watch. Maybe I’ll get some motivation to write something after that.

[Diarium] Sunday, February 1, 2026

🗓️ Sunday, February 1, 2026 09:50
🌕 Full moon

— 09:50 —

Been a little bit since I’ve written anything. Haven’t had much time, nor much of anything to write about.

One thing that I can say for right now is that when it comes to work, I have this thought and feeling of not even knowing why I’m here, or why I’m bothering to come to work. I dunno. Maybe I’ll express more on that thought later.