Just random thoughts today...life wouldn't be the same without dogs...Nola looks super-cute in pigtails...if only I could lose 10 pounds...we close on the house 30 days from today...for a dollar I'd be Amy Wynn Pastor's love slave (heck...keep you're damn dollar)...haven't heard from Joe and Shanie in forever...I really want to spend this weekend in Augusta...you can eat well for $1.50 at the Pizza Joint...and just who IS that amazing waitress with the black eyeshadow and the low-hanging jeans?...the knee-stocking flavor is a favorite treat of men that don't bother with the taste of a teat...I really miss my diet coke...it smells like pee in here...I mean it really smells like pee in here...I need to swim more...I think our foyer should be orange...I wonder what Julie's thinking...I love Amy...the chocolate-frosted chocolate cake from Dunkin' is the finest of the douhnuts...Amy would be oatmeal because although she seems unassuming, she's very satisfying, can take on many forms, and is always I crave when I just want to feel good inside...biting your nails is sometimes fun but mostly annoying...I need a haircut...I really want to spend a lot of money, but I'm in control...man I've been having crazy dreams lately...I think Shawn should get Julie's Volvo wagon painted some crazy color for her birthday...I want to go home...I want to pack everything and take all of the furniture apart and put it all in storage so that it'll be easier to move in a month

Went out with Julie last night for a beer (or three), and now Amy's upset. Not that we went out so much, but that I didn't call her back when I said I would. OK. Fair enough. But I DID call her like 5 times yesterday, including when I got home and before I went out (she was having dinner with her Mom and Nola). Oh well...it'll all be good when they move up here. So we had a couple of pretty good discussions at Metro last night, both involving food: so if you were a doughnut, which doughnut would you be? I had a tough time with that one, and I'm still not sure. The other one was: if you the person you're married to, going out with, etc. were a cereal, which cereal would they be. After alot of debate, i finally decided Amy would be oatmeal. Why? I'll let you think about it...explanation tomorrow.

SO Friday was a good day. Amy and I went out with Julie, this guy Greg from work, this other guy Joe from work, and Erin, who's co-oping this summer at work. It was First Friday here in Augusta, so there were a ton of people out. Joe was scamming on Erin (who's quite the little hottie, by the way). They don't seem that compatible, though...at least to me. Joe seems reallyyoung...acting, I mean. And Erin seems a lot older than she is. She's working on her degree in Mechanical Engineering, so I'm thinking she has the big brain.

Oh yeah...we went MTB riding in Modoc, SC on Thursday. A lot of fun (only crashed once), but damn am I out of shape. It was raining, but the forest we were riding in was so dense that I hardly even felt it.

So back to Friday...we all met for drinks at Metro. It was pretty crowded and loud. I started off in this really mellow, quiet and listening mood, which is sort of my default. But it ended up where I was this funny, witty guy that everyone was laughing with. Which was pretty cool, since I'm so not like that. Thank you, Prozac, thank you! So then we walked around downtown for a while. People watching is so much fun. Saw this one chick...probably 6'2 and fit...long black hair with red highlights, wearing all black (tight pants and tank top), with lots of metal studs, belt etc. And these really cool elbow-length black skeleton gloves with spikes on the knuckles. She was one interesting-looking girl...like she should be playing bass for Whit Zombie or something.

Sunday we took Nola out in the Canoe and paddled around for a while...did a little fishing ("Dadda catch fish!). And at breakfast yesterday morning, the little monkey blew scrambled seggs out of her nose. Hi-larious!

Thought for the day...why aren't there any obese little people (dwarfs, midgets, whatever)?

I know, I know...it's been a while. I promise I'll do better. This has been a crazy week...so much training. And it really takes it out of you. But the classes have been well received at least. We had a pretty fun weekend. Amy and I saw Star Wars II finally. I liked it pretty much, Amy liked it less. Hmm...let's see...can Jim write a sentence longer than 6 words today. We also spent alot of time sweating in fun Statesboro. Did I mention it was hot? We had planned on riding the bikes, but it was just way too hot.

I've been in kind of a funk lately. I don't know what the deal is. I'm really aware now of the Bipolar thing, so maybe that's it...maybe I'm on the downswing. I'll have to be careful. I have felt better the last couple of days. I at least feel like getting out of the apartment. In fact, as tired as I was yesterday, I could not go to sleep. I was really happy and actually got some stuff done, which is nice because I've been completely non-productive lately. I got my Peachtree number when I got back from Statesboro Sunday, which naturally motivated me to go out and run. I got in 3 imles fairly easily, but I was crazy sore the next day. The first week is always the worst.

Watched this movie called "Diary of Sex Addict," which I thought was going to be really cheesey, but turned out to be really good. It's interesting to see how OCD can manifest itself. Anyway...that's all for now. Time to go train the masses!

How about some introductions? I'll try to make it brief. I'm Jim Christian. 35 years old, now resinding in Augusta, GA. My wife Amy and I have just completed a bid ol' lap of the coutry. We started off in Atlanta, where we first lived after we were married (a longer story that I'll probably get to at some point) 10+ years ago. We moved to LA (ok, actually Pasadena) in 1996 after deciding we both needed a fresh start, away from our families.

We had a blast, but ended up only spending about 2 years in California. Some things were great (mountain, beaches, crystal blue skies in winter), but other things were'nt (traffic, smog in summer, and oh yeah...did I mention how freaking expensive it is?). So even though we knew we'd be leaving some really cool friends behind (Evan and Rowena, Irv and Jo Jo), we packed up and left for Houston. Big mistake. Although it was for a good job, it pretty much sucked. Boring. Boring. Boring. A couple of good things came out of our 4+ years though, however. First of course is our amazing, now 2-year-old girl Nola (we'll talk about her name later), and some really great friends...Kai and Brandt, Tracy and Jerome, Karen, Hilda, Gigi.

But other than those folks, we were soooo glad to get the hell out of Texas. So here we are back in Georgia. It's good to be back home. It's good to be near family (Amy's entire Mom (Emily) and Dad (Bob), her brother (Bo) and siter-in-law (Keeley) and their kids (Powell and Charlie), along with a grandmother and aunt are now all just 90 short little miles away. Which is great, since we've never lived near family since Nola was born. She's having the best time being around her new relatives so much. And the job's good, and Augusta is actually a fun, happening little place. Who knew? So maybe we've finally found our home. Time will tell I guess.

More later...time to work.

So this is my blog...how freakin' exciting is that? Yeah, I know...not very. But bare with me. As this is just starting out, I have know Idea what shape or form it will take. But bare with me. I'm guessing it'll flesh itself out sometime. So I started a new med today. Wellbutrin for my ADD. the Adderal made me sick, so I'm off that. SO this makes it two...thatt's right, two...antidepressants I'm on now. You must be thinking I must be the happiest fucking person on earth. Uh huh...sure I am.