too busy living life...

... to write about it. So, this whole blog thing seems to have taken a bit of a back seat, and honestly, I think it belongs there. At least for the moment.

Life is good right now. The dream I mentioned before, the one that I woke myself up screaming and crying during, seems to have changed my outlook on things. Since that night, I've not cared about any of the nonsense that used to mean everything to me. I think that the purpose of the dream was the subconscious release of everything. It was not long after that that I bought my gym membership, and began to empower myself. It feels wonderful.

What a weird week, though. A couple of people who have lived for a while in the periphery of my life have died. One who used to work for my grandparents, and one who was my parents' pulmonary doctor for a few years. They both passed within a day of each other. Weird and sad.

But, in better news, one of my best friends from Vanderbilt, Pearl, is driving to Nashville tomorrow to see me! She lives in NYC now and the last time I saw her was March of 2006, when Allan and I flew to New York for spring break. Since then, I've lost 75 pounds and have changed in a lot of ways, but I'm sure it's going to be just like it always was with us. I've missed her, and I love her very much.

Ok all, that's enough for now. Thanks for reading!

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Da Gym, etc.

Hi everyone,

Let's see.. what's been going on in my life lately? On Thursday, I bought a membership to a local gym in Hendersonville along with Kacy (my sister). We've been every day since, and I don't plan on going today because I'm fairly sure I pulled a muscle in my left leg while on the treadmill. I'm pretty much where I wanna be weight-wise... maybe another 10 pounds I'd like to lose, but it's not a focal point. I just want some tone on me.

All my fish are dead, but thanks to Wayne B. and his PLETHORA of tips which he sent me in e-mail, I'm determined that the next round of aquatica will be more successful. Ugh, I hate it when I kill stuff.

We had a giant family reunion on March 29th, as part of my father and Aunt Joanne's joint March birthdays. She turned 70, he turned 54. Ding-dang, he's getting old. The other day, dad was complaining that his shoulder was hurting, so I said "Oh, it's probably just because you're old as HELL. Nothing to worry about." :)

On top of those birthdays, my mother turns 52 on April 16th, so we're having about a dozen people over to the house (very small) for dinner. Cannot wait for that, I'm gonna do all of the cooking and, if you don't know me very well, it's only fair that I tell you cooking is a huge hobby of mine now. About six months ago, Mom and Dad both fell head over heels in love with Gordon Ramsay and his plethora of television shows, and in turn, got me hooked. My meatballs? Already world famous.

Okay, I'm done here now but I'll be back in a bit...

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RIP

Webster (the frog) and Scamp (the shrimp) are dead. I'm just left with the one albino catfish. SSSSSSIGH.

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hizzah!

OKAY. So sorry about the whole abandoning my website thing. It wasn't intentional, but life around here gets very hectic very quickly.... so I'll do some recaps.

First and foremost, I bought five fish last Sunday. I now have three. I keep their water clean, I keep them fed, I entertain them as best I can... and they still die. The last fish I had before these five (three...) was roughly 12 years ago. It was a goldfish, and the morning after I bought it, it died. So, needless to say I've been rather loath to buy any fish since then. I took the plunge, however, last Sunday, and did just that. Hopefully, these three will make it at least another week... I have no idea why these things die on me at a rather rapid pace.

Last night I had a wonderfully vivid lucid dream. The colors and the reality behind it were actually quite overwhelming. I remember telling myself while dreaming, "Dustin, when you wake up, you will forget all of this. But try not to, because it's important." I started crying and screaming in my dream and, around one o'clock this morning, woke up crying and screaming. At the top of my lungs. I still don't know what the damned dream was about, and it really disheartens me; I know it was important.

Which leads me to the next topic of conversation. I truly, truly want to get back into writing. I feel so unproductive and useless when I'm not writing, but every time I've started to write over the past few weeks, I just end up at a cul-de-sac with no room to turn around. The second I pick up a pen or a pencil, my thoughts seem to simultaneously -- and collectively -- die. Maybe they're just struck with a mild case of stage fright, which I hope to be able to change very soon.

On to the next thing... I promise I'll blog more, if the three of you out there even bother to check this place anymore!

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rat-a-tat-tat

wow. i haven't updated my blog in forever. i promise i will soon. but i just wanted to let you know that i'm alive.......... and well. :)

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Et cetera

Let me try and make this both as generic and personal as I can... :)

One of the things I dislike about my current situation is that whenever I have ideas, or concepts, or thoughts of a philosophical nature (you know, the deep thoughts), one of the first things I want to do is share them with someone. I, however, aside from my mother and father, do not really feel like I have anyone who would understand a fair amount of them. I don't yet have that "soul mate" who lives and breathes and thinks similarly enough to me. I have plenty of wonderful, beautiful people in my life who manage to sit very proudly on the fence between "friend" and "family," but sometimes that's not good enough. It's very frustrating, you know?

Tonight, my mind got the best of me (as it usually does), and I sat down to write a poem or a song or whatever it is I'm currently writing could be classified as. I am writing them as songs but sometimes, classifying things that way really is an oversimplification. Anyway, as I sat down to write, one of the ideas that popped into my head was the dark side of a person. Everyone has one, and everyone chooses to deal with theirs in different ways. Some people let the beast out (either by drinking, exploding, or alienating) while others keep it all inside... and still a third group of people teeter-totter between both. There's a wonderful song out there about it already... "The Beast in Me," and while the song does an amazing job at capturing that particular part of a person, it - for some reason, to me - doesn't completely cover it. And why would it? People are complicated. I really want someone right now whom I can talk to about it, but the people I'm wanting to talk to are either busy, won't get it, or have chosen to make themselves unavailable.

See what I mean when I say my "mind got the best of me?" This entire entry makes complete and utter sense to me, but at the same time I have a feeling that I'm alone in that. ;)

In this same vein, you can expect a bit of poetry/songwriting that I've been doing to make it to the site soon. I am, however, thinking that at the beginning I am going to make it private and share it with people I know well enough to expose myself to in that way, but hopefully things will change.

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Sooo..

Had a.... good night last night. Chelsea got back from Egypt five days ago and yesterday was the first time I had seen her since before Christmas. So, we went to dinner, had a few drinks, then spent the rest of the evening at her (and my) friend Loney's house. Doing karaoke and putting it on CD... for some reason. Janis Joplin, Christina Aguilera, and Dolly Parton/Whitney Houston. Boy HOWDY how I hope those CDs never see the light of day.

I'm currently watching "Moment of Truth" on FOX. One of the cheesiest and sleaziest shows I have seen in a long time, and I love it. I just don't UNDERSTAND how there are people out there who would go on a show like that, but to each his own.

OH GOD... the commercial is over. I'll post more later... Tittle out!

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New Site: kathycash.com

Hey everyone! I just finished designing my mother's website, and it is now up. Please do check it out at: http://www.kathycash.com/

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Updates...

Just wanted to let you all know that I've added two more articles to my portfolio. The additions are the two articles I wrote for the Vanderbilt Orbis newspaper during my time spent at Vanderbilt University.

In addition, I've booked my flight! I'll be visiting Minneapolis, MN and Missoula, MT to visit two of my best friends the week of February 22nd through the 29th. EXCITING!!

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The way it goes.

As it usually happens, the second I finish updating my blog is the second I stop updating it. To be honest, though, it hasn't really been very exciting the past few days.

After a long and enjoyable night of playing the Wii with Keith, watching TV, hanging out, and talking, I got to sleep at around 2:00 this morning. I woke up at 5 'til 8:00. At 8:15, I was supposed to be at the Nissan dealership to pick a couple of friends up (Brack and Maryanna) and take them to their doctor in Nashville. So, I did what anyone would do... despite the fact that I was already late, I took a quick shower, made myself presentable, and walked out the DAMN DOOR. I was only 10 minutes late and we still ended up being 30 minutes early for the doctor.

I've been thinking a lot lately about action and consequence. Somewhere in between the two, sometimes it seems that vanity seems to get in the way and obstruct the view from one to the other. Consequences are okay and should be learned from... not forgotten. I'm working on learning that myself, and it's hard. (end esoteric part of blog where about eight different backstories walk into the room and confuse the daylights out of even me).

I am so tired I'm ceasing to be coherent; I'll try this again tomorrow.

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Laziest. Weekend. Ever.

Wow, so it's Sunday. When was Friday, again?

I managed to spend the entire weekend almost exclusively in bed watching television. I know, I know, the definition of sedentary. I think it was the rush of the holidays, though. I just felt drained.

A positive, though, was that I really ENJOYED IT! Let's see if I can remember what I watched: Ratatouille, Superman IV: Quest for Peace, Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Joe Dirt, Knocked Up, The Simpsons Movie. That's not it, but that's all I can remember. On top of all that, I played the Wii for probably 3 hours all weekend. Super Mario Galaxy is... addictive.

My cousin, Chelsea, is in Egypt. Can we say jealous?

Still no definitive plans for New Years, but I hope everyone has a good second holiday!

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Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, everyone. It ended up being a very nice one this year. It was good to see the people I saw, and the gifts were all very nice, too. More to come..

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