Neo neo Neo Geo! That dumb song’s stuck in my head. I guess that moron accomplished something! It’s kinda viral LOL!

I’m taking classes again. It’s been 7 years. A long time! I’m starting off with Microeconomics and elements of Psychology. I’m nervous because of Econ. Oh well, I’ll give it a shot and see how it works. Today’s a long day at the University. Ligia works until 8, then I think we’re joining up with friends for whatever.

I need to get out of here. I feel trapped. I guess taking classes to further my education and marketability is a step in the right direction. I’m bored with this crappy city, I’m bored with my job and I’m bored with my house, and oh yeah…I’m tired of the cold and gray skies which are a persistent part of the scenery in Michigan. We’re definitely planning on getting out of here, but it’s just not possible at the moment because of certain circumstances. I’d take a lower paying job if I could live in sunshine for a couple of years. Kind’a the same ol’ crap daily, and we’re both bored out of our minds. I know I am.

I’ve been trying to mentally prepare myself for our impending Romania trip. Just thinking of being on a plane, remembering how it feels makes me nervous LOL. I’ve been having many dreams about flying. Sometimes they torment me, and sometimes I can muster-up the guts to not be afraid of it. Ligia thinks I should be taking flying lessons because I’d love flying a plane! She says sometimes on the freeway entrance ramps our little VW feels like an airplane, the way I drive it haha. Perhaps one day. Until then I need to come up with the right combination of drugs (no, not like cocaine) and alcohol to keep me from freaking out.

I’ve been battling a spell – a long spell of low energy. I have no umpf, no gusto to do anything. It’s almost torture to go to the gym and work-out. Perhaps the crappy grayness of winter sapped the life out of me, I don’t know; perhaps it’s a physical thing. All i do know is that ever since I pinched a nerve in my back last fall, when I was living on Vicodin and muscle relaxants for two months, I never fully regained my energy. I’m dragging in the morning, I’m dragging mid-day, and I’m dead tired at night. When morning comes, I feel like I’ve been beaten with a 2×4 all night and I can barely wake up. Perhaps it’s my “fall from grace” with staying away from carbs?

The remodel has kinda taken a back seat as i am unable to find any motivation or energy to continue. I have some drywall patching and sanding to do in our basement bathroom, and to re-do a couple of large pieces of drywall upstairs where a couple of my friends tried to help me out but wound-up doing a really bad job, so now I’m stuck with needing to redo it.