3rd letter to a old lover

October 7, 2004
I wish I could show you, when you are lonely or in darkness, the astonishing Light of your own Being.- Hafiz Another morning another challenge, in efforts to streamline efforts, the Department is asking for a concise statement of duties and the actual time spend performing those duties. This is part of the effort to correctly tie in costs to grants, but it is also an effort to reassign duties and personnel as directed by a faction of what I call the old wives club against the young girls club. As is per my normal lot in life I am caught in the middle. Normally I don't mind but the cubicles are rather short, (about 5 feet) and when someone complains to me about someone else, the voices carry and I get it from both sides and not in a good way.
There is word of an attack on a hotel in Baghdad interrupting a wedding party; it is the insurgents, terrorists, or a jilted suitor. I wonder because I am fascinated by revenge, how mad can a woman get. Like if on of the bush twins got knocked up by Michael Moore in revenge for screwing up their lives. The best example of revenge by a chick has to be the Late Lisa Left eye, who burned down her boyfriend's mansion, like what did he do. The fact that he got together with her again before her death is either a testament to fear or Lisa's special talent (and it ain't singing).
What would you do or what have you done to get your revenge upon myself

Lyrics to a song that used to remind me of you

Apologies to Dion and the belomonts
Each time we have a quarrel, it almost breaks my heart,
Cause I'm so afraid that we will have to part
,Each night I ask the stars up above,
Why must I be a teenager in love?
One day I feel so happy, next day I feel so sad.
I guess I'll learn to take the good with the bad.
Cause each night I ask the stars up above,
Why must I be a teenager in love?
I cried a tear for nobody but you,
I'll be a lonely one, if you should say we're through.
Well, if you want to make me cry,
that won't be so hard to do.
And if you should say goodbye,
I'll still go on loving you.
Each night I ask the stars up above,
Why must I be a teenager in love?
I cried a tear for nobody but you,
I'll be a lonely one, if you should say we're through.
Well, if you want to make me cry, that won't be so hard to do.
And if you should say goodbye,
I'll still go on loving you.
Each night I ask the stars up above,
Why must I be a teenager in love?
Why must I be a teenager in love? (In love)

Piss off ----you fucked up my life