There’s an App For That

Well, I have my Motorola Droid, and for the most part, I love it. I have a few gripes about it, but I’ll go into detail about that in my secondary review to be posted on GearLive.com.

What I’m really psyched about is this app I found called WPtoGo. It allows you to post to WordPress blogs like this one. I can view and edit older posts, view and review comments, and it even has some basic formatting tools.

So maybe I can post just a little more often on the personal blog, eh? We’ll see. Maybe write some more of my idle thoughts. I’ve worked very hard to tone the emo down, and it has become easier as I work through my divorce and find out who I really am. I believe I’ve made some great strides. I am a much different person than the man who struggled with self-hate and loathing, blaming himself for his cheating wife, unable to truly put the blame where it truly lied and wash his hands of it.

I lost a lot of friends along the way: those who hate me for who I was, and those who drop my various social network friendships for being tired of hearing my depressed rants and avoid me in person. It is unlikely I’ll get either group of people back, but in the end, I can only rely on myself.

So, we’ll see.

Don’t Trust Me – 3OH!3

God, I love this song.  It’s just perfect.

Black dress with the tights underneath,
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,
And she’s an actress (actress),
But she ain’t got no need.
She’s got money from her parents in a trust fund back east.

T-t-t-tongues always pressed to your cheeks,
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girls teeth,
T-tell your boyfriend if he says he’s got beef,
That I’m a vegetarian and I ain’t fucking scared of him.

She wants to touch me (Woah),
She wants to love me (Woah),
She’ll never leave me (Woah, woah, oh, oh),
Don’t trust a ho,
Never trust a ho,
Won’t trust a ho,
’Cause the ho won’t trust me.

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There is no will save to keep living. Only living.

Things seem to be going well lately.  I still struggle from time to time with the pain of my marriage, and, no matter what anyone says, there is that little voice in the back of my head that says that I am still married, and that I’m a complete failure for not saving it.  My counselor says that is normal, but I can’t possibly save something that only one person wants, when the other party was never remotely serious about it.

I turn my pain and energy elsewhere.  I still go to the gym regularly.  I’ve started DMing a dungeons and dragons campaign that folks seem to be enjoying.  Savannah is scheduled to be here on the 23rd of January, and I’m looking forward to that.  Then, finally, I have a couple of friends in Cleveland who want me to come visit, so once I have my calendar set properly, I intend to go out there in February.

The websites are pretty much completed, and I can get back to my writing.  At least, that is my intention.  I have a piece that just needs me to sit down and work on it and post it up, its mostly done.  It is a BEFORE piece, much like Scout’s Honor, a story of Cerberus and Tailz before the events of Spheric.

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First Day of Work in the New Year

…is incredibly slow.  But who would have said otherwise?

I spent the majority of today finishing the new designs on the websites.  I found two new themes that I was absolutely enthralled with, and have been tweaking non-stop.  Made some internal changes, ditched the guestbook over at Spheric which was just collecting dust, and rolled out the new designs today.  Comment, give me your opinions!

Throughout that time, just thinking about life in general.  I wrote a goodbye letter to Dewi.  People may hate me, but I did literally everything I could to save my marriage.  Unfortunately, she simply didn’t want the same thing since the day we were married, and lied and cheated the whole time.  Well, she finally gave me an explanation on Christmas Eve.  She said, and I quote.  “Cheating is in my nature.  It is who I am.  YOU wouldn’t let me sleep with anyone else.  There are men out there who are okay with that.”

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