Never could get the hang of Thursdays…. So, I’m telling this particular Thursday: “Go hang.”

So, yeah, despite the fact that title is both #truth and #humour (making it #truthhumour, heh…) I am, in fact going to give myself a break today.

I know that I have outstanding commitments to my valued friends and family, but, I’m gonna go ahead and procrastinate them until tomorrow. I think I might get a mani-pedi, because, apparently, I AM a Metrosexual, (but I promise, Mom, still not gay….) (#truthhumour)  Also, I really need a mani-pedi.  Just can’t decide what colour for the nail polish.  (prolly clear, let’s be #truthful….) As a side note, I may even try to do it at the Wal-Mart where I need to return some things that were

Since the weather’s pretty nice, and my car is covered in magnesium chloride debris, I’m probably gonna wash it, too. I promise to be careful, I know what “cold water spray” can do at these kinds of temperatures.

I will say, though, for sure, that if you’re in my “valued friends and family” group, or what I’m calling “ACR0NYM’s Mental Health Brigade” (#truthhumour), I beg of you, remind me, in clear and simple terms, of commitments to you that I may have forgotten.  I apologize for having done so, and really do want to recover and catch up on those kinds of items.

And, with that, Happy Boxing Day!

Hugs and kisses, merry holiday wishes, and as always, my sincerest thanks and love for all of this amazing support,
Matt

Two weeks on, post-Incident

Today (well, strictly speaking, tonight, and then very early tomorrow morning) marks two weeks of survival, learning, and growing.

As you already know, of course, I plan to be writing a lot about all of this, for myself, and my friends, and the rest of the world who happens to read this stuff.  I wanted, though, to write at least a quick update.

First, I’m okay, and continue to be okay.  All of the amazing support from my family, friends, and even people I used to just consider acquaintances, has propped me up in ways I never could have imagined.  I have plans to make a “certificate of achievement” you will all be able to print out, to say thanks….

Next, I just want to say, I used to think “I have good days, and bad ones,” was just a trite, media-driven catchphrase for craziness and pain.  I’ve realized that, while it accidentally became that, it’s so much truer than that.  Like “One day at a time,” and “Let go, let god” is for alcoholics, it’s much more of a shared chorus, and a shared language, for all of us.  It’s true.  I have good days, and bad ones.  Luckily, mostly good.

I’m realizing how scared and concerned for me all of you are.  I will be working much harder to separate my humor about this from my seriousness about this.  I can’t always make the difference clear, and you can’t always tell.  I’m apologize for that.

I’ve found a couple new choruses for myself, in strange places.  First, from those of you who are familiar with Dr. Who, these two words played a significant role in the 50th Anniversary Special (which, yes, I’ll freely admit made me cry by the end): “No more.”  Also, on that crying bit:  Good on ya, Moffat.  Asshole.  (This is both true and humour.  Heh.)

Also through Lifehacker, this article, which really works for me, right now, both with my “new brain”, and would have appealed to my most recent brain: http://blogs.hbr.org/2013/12/if-youre-in-over-your-head-at-work-try-an-s-o-s/  As a guy who got saddled with ACRONYM for a handle, reusing the initialism SOS as a brain and stress-saver REALLY works for me….  If any of you are feeling stressed at work, or, really, in the rest of your world, I highly recommend you check that article out.

I’m also having a lot of fun, success, and, frankly, “discovery enjoyment” with the tools provided by Evernote, Instapaper, and all the “outboard brain” tools that Google provides now, even if we don’t necessarily trust them as much as we’d like to.  And, no, I’m not making “Google” a link.  Google it for your self. (Humor, heh.)

I also accidentally got a pretty cool scanning tool when I bought a desktop Canon multi-function printer for cheap B&W and color laser printing.  It’s pretty sweet, as it turns out.  Except for faxing, and it’s not the printer’s fault, it’s faxing’s fault.  Screw you faxing.  You know why.  (This last bit about telephonic facsimile services is definitely humor, with a grain of truth….)

That’s probably enough, for now.  Obviously, I have to resist writing far too much, right now.

Thanks again.  I love you all.  We’re going to be okay.

Let me just say it again:
Thank you all so much.
We’re going to be okay.

Two weeks on, post-Incident

Today (well, strictly speaking, tonight, and then very early tomorrow morning) marks two weeks of survival, learning, and growing.

As you already know, of course, I plan to be writing a lot about all of this, for myself, and my friends, and the rest of the world who happens to read this stuff.  I wanted, though, to write at least a quick update.

First, I’m okay, and continue to be okay.  All of the amazing support from my family, friends, and even people I used to just consider acquaintances, has propped me up in ways I never could have imagined.  I have plans to make a “certificate of achievement” you will all be able to print out, to say thanks….

Next, I just want to say, I used to think “I have good days, and bad ones,” was just a trite, media-driven catchphrase for craziness and pain.  I’ve realized that, while it accidentally became that, it’s so much truer than that.  Like “One day at a time,” and “Let go, let god” is for alcoholics, it’s much more of a shared chorus, and a shared language, for all of us.  It’s true.  I have good days, and bad ones.  Luckily, mostly good.

I’m realizing how scared and concerned for me all of you are.  I will be working much harder to separate my humor about this from my seriousness about this.  I can’t always make the difference clear, and you can’t always tell.  I’m apologize for that.

I’ve found a couple new choruses for myself, in strange places.  First, from those of you who are familiar with Dr. Who, these two words played a significant role in the 50th Anniversary Special (which, yes, I’ll freely admit made me cry by the end): “No more.”  Also, on that crying bit:  Good on ya, Moffat.  Asshole.  (This is both true and humour.  Heh.)

Also through Lifehacker, this article, which really works for me, right now, both with my “new brain”, and would have appealed to my most recent brain: http://blogs.hbr.org/2013/12/if-youre-in-over-your-head-at-work-try-an-s-o-s/  As a guy who got saddled with ACRONYM for a handle, reusing the initialism SOS as a brain and stress-saver REALLY works for me….  If any of you are feeling stressed at work, or, really, in the rest of your world, I highly recommend you check that article out.

I’m also having a lot of fun, success, and, frankly, “discovery enjoyment” with the tools provided by Evernote, Instapaper, and all the “outboard brain” tools that Google provides now, even if we don’t necessarily trust them as much as we’d like to.  And, no, I’m not making “Google” a link.  Google it for your self. (Humor, heh.)

I also accidentally got a pretty cool scanning tool when I bought a desktop Canon multi-function printer for cheap B&W and color laser printing.  It’s pretty sweet, as it turns out.  Except for faxing, and it’s not the printer’s fault, it’s faxing’s fault.  Screw you faxing.  You know why.  (This last bit about telephonic facsimile services is definitely humor, with a grain of truth….)

That’s probably enough, for now.  Obviously, I have to resist writing far too much, right now.

Thanks again.  I love you all.  We’re going to be okay.

Let me just say it again:
Thank you all so much.
We’re going to be okay.

Two weeks on, post-Incident

Today (well, strictly speaking, tonight, and then very early tomorrow morning) marks two weeks of survival, learning, and growing.

As you already know, of course, I plan to be writing a lot about all of this, for myself, and my friends, and the rest of the world who happens to read this stuff.  I wanted, though, to write at least a quick update.

First, I’m okay, and continue to be okay.  All of the amazing support from my family, friends, and even people I used to just consider acquaintances, has propped me up in ways I never could have imagined.  I have plans to make a “certificate of achievement” you will all be able to print out, to say thanks….

Next, I just want to say, I used to think “I have good days, and bad ones,” was just a trite, media-driven catchphrase for craziness and pain.  I’ve realized that, while it accidentally became that, it’s so much truer than that.  Like “One day at a time,” and “Let go, let god” is for alcoholics, it’s much more of a shared chorus, and a shared language, for all of us.  It’s true.  I have good days, and bad ones.  Luckily, mostly good.

I’m realizing how scared and concerned for me all of you are.  I will be working much harder to separate my humor about this from my seriousness about this.  I can’t always make the difference clear, and you can’t always tell.  I’m apologize for that.

I’ve found a couple new choruses for myself, in strange places.  First, from those of you who are familiar with Dr. Who, these two words played a significant role in the 50th Anniversary Special (which, yes, I’ll freely admit made me cry by the end): “No more.”  Also, on that crying bit:  Good on ya, Moffat.  Asshole.  (This is both true and humour.  Heh.)

Also through Lifehacker, this article, which really works for me, right now, both with my “new brain”, and would have appealed to my most recent brain: http://blogs.hbr.org/2013/12/if-youre-in-over-your-head-at-work-try-an-s-o-s/  As a guy who got saddled with ACRONYM for a handle, reusing the initialism SOS as a brain and stress-saver REALLY works for me….  If any of you are feeling stressed at work, or, really, in the rest of your world, I highly recommend you check that article out.

I’m also having a lot of fun, success, and, frankly, “discovery enjoyment” with the tools provided by Evernote, Instapaper, and all the “outboard brain” tools that Google provides now, even if we don’t necessarily trust them as much as we’d like to.  And, no, I’m not making “Google” a link.  Google it for your self. (Humor, heh.)

I also accidentally got a pretty cool scanning tool when I bought a desktop Canon multi-function printer for cheap B&W and color laser printing.  It’s pretty sweet, as it turns out.  Except for faxing, and it’s not the printer’s fault, it’s faxing’s fault.  Screw you faxing.  You know why.  (This last bit about telephonic facsimile services is definitely humor, with a grain of truth….)

That’s probably enough, for now.  Obviously, I have to resist writing far too much, right now.

Thanks again.  I love you all.  We’re going to be okay.

Let me just say it again:
Thank you all so much.
We’re going to be okay.

Two weeks on, post-Incident

Today (well, strictly speaking, tonight, and then very early tomorrow morning) marks two weeks of survival, learning, and growing.

As you already know, of course, I plan to be writing a lot about all of this, for myself, and my friends, and the rest of the world who happens to read this stuff.  I wanted, though, to write at least a quick update.

First, I’m okay, and continue to be okay.  All of the amazing support from my family, friends, and even people I used to just consider acquaintances, has propped me up in ways I never could have imagined.  I have plans to make a “certificate of achievement” you will all be able to print out, to say thanks….

Next, I just want to say, I used to think “I have good days, and bad ones,” was just a trite, media-driven catchphrase for craziness and pain.  I’ve realized that, while it accidentally became that, it’s so much truer than that.  Like “One day at a time,” and “Let go, let god” is for alcoholics, it’s much more of a shared chorus, and a shared language, for all of us.  It’s true.  I have good days, and bad ones.  Luckily, mostly good.

I’m realizing how scared and concerned for me all of you are.  I will be working much harder to separate my humor about this from my seriousness about this.  I can’t always make the difference clear, and you can’t always tell.  I’m apologize for that.

I’ve found a couple new choruses for myself, in strange places.  First, from those of you who are familiar with Dr. Who, these two words played a significant role in the 50th Anniversary Special (which, yes, I’ll freely admit made me cry by the end): “No more.”  Also, on that crying bit:  Good on ya, Moffat.  Asshole.  (This is both true and humour.  Heh.)

Also through Lifehacker, this article, which really works for me, right now, both with my “new brain”, and would have appealed to my most recent brain: http://blogs.hbr.org/2013/12/if-youre-in-over-your-head-at-work-try-an-s-o-s/  As a guy who got saddled with ACRONYM for a handle, reusing the initialism SOS as a brain and stress-saver REALLY works for me….  If any of you are feeling stressed at work, or, really, in the rest of your world, I highly recommend you check that article out.

I’m also having a lot of fun, success, and, frankly, “discovery enjoyment” with the tools provided by Evernote, Instapaper, and all the “outboard brain” tools that Google provides now, even if we don’t necessarily trust them as much as we’d like to.  And, no, I’m not making “Google” a link.  Google it for your self. (Humor, heh.)

I also accidentally got a pretty cool scanning tool when I bought a desktop Canon multi-function printer for cheap B&W and color laser printing.  It’s pretty sweet, as it turns out.  Except for faxing, and it’s not the printer’s fault, it’s faxing’s fault.  Screw you faxing.  You know why.  (This last bit about telephonic facsimile services is definitely humor, with a grain of truth….)

That’s probably enough, for now.  Obviously, I have to resist writing far too much, right now.

Thanks again.  I love you all.  We’re going to be okay.

Let me just say it again:
Thank you all so much.
We’re going to be okay.

Two weeks on, post-Incident

Today (well, strictly speaking, tonight, and then very early tomorrow morning) marks two weeks of survival, learning, and growing.

As you already know, of course, I plan to be writing a lot about all of this, for myself, and my friends, and the rest of the world who happens to read this stuff.  I wanted, though, to write at least a quick update.

First, I’m okay, and continue to be okay.  All of the amazing support from my family, friends, and even people I used to just consider acquaintances, has propped me up in ways I never could have imagined.  I have plans to make a “certificate of achievement” you will all be able to print out, to say thanks….

Next, I just want to say, I used to think “I have good days, and bad ones,” was just a trite, media-driven catchphrase for craziness and pain.  I’ve realized that, while it accidentally became that, it’s so much truer than that.  Like “One day at a time,” and “Let go, let god” is for alcoholics, it’s much more of a shared chorus, and a shared language, for all of us.  It’s true.  I have good days, and bad ones.  Luckily, mostly good.

I’m realizing how scared and concerned for me all of you are.  I will be working much harder to separate my humor about this from my seriousness about this.  I can’t always make the difference clear, and you can’t always tell.  I’m apologize for that.

I’ve found a couple new choruses for myself, in strange places.  First, from those of you who are familiar with Dr. Who, these two words played a significant role in the 50th Anniversary Special (which, yes, I’ll freely admit made me cry by the end): “No more.”  Also, on that crying bit:  Good on ya, Moffat.  Asshole.  (This is both true and humour.  Heh.)

Also through Lifehacker, this article, which really works for me, right now, both with my “new brain”, and would have appealed to my most recent brain: http://blogs.hbr.org/2013/12/if-youre-in-over-your-head-at-work-try-an-s-o-s/  As a guy who got saddled with ACRONYM for a handle, reusing the initialism SOS as a brain and stress-saver REALLY works for me….  If any of you are feeling stressed at work, or, really, in the rest of your world, I highly recommend you check that article out.

I’m also having a lot of fun, success, and, frankly, “discovery enjoyment” with the tools provided by Evernote, Instapaper, and all the “outboard brain” tools that Google provides now, even if we don’t necessarily trust them as much as we’d like to.  And, no, I’m not making “Google” a link.  Google it for your self. (Humor, heh.)

I also accidentally got a pretty cool scanning tool when I bought a desktop Canon multi-function printer for cheap B&W and color laser printing.  It’s pretty sweet, as it turns out.  Except for faxing, and it’s not the printer’s fault, it’s faxing’s fault.  Screw you faxing.  You know why.  (This last bit about telephonic facsimile services is definitely humor, with a grain of truth….)

That’s probably enough, for now.  Obviously, I have to resist writing far too much, right now.

Thanks again.  I love you all.  We’re going to be okay.

Let me just say it again:
Thank you all so much.
We’re going to be okay.

Two weeks on, post-Incident

Today (well, strictly speaking, tonight, and then very early tomorrow morning) marks two weeks of survival, learning, and growing.

As you already know, of course, I plan to be writing a lot about all of this, for myself, and my friends, and the rest of the world who happens to read this stuff.  I wanted, though, to write at least a quick update.

First, I’m okay, and continue to be okay.  All of the amazing support from my family, friends, and even people I used to just consider acquaintances, has propped me up in ways I never could have imagined.  I have plans to make a “certificate of achievement” you will all be able to print out, to say thanks….

Next, I just want to say, I used to think “I have good days, and bad ones,” was just a trite, media-driven catchphrase for craziness and pain.  I’ve realized that, while it accidentally became that, it’s so much truer than that.  Like “One day at a time,” and “Let go, let god” is for alcoholics, it’s much more of a shared chorus, and a shared language, for all of us.  It’s true.  I have good days, and bad ones.  Luckily, mostly good.

I’m realizing how scared and concerned for me all of you are.  I will be working much harder to separate my humor about this from my seriousness about this.  I can’t always make the difference clear, and you can’t always tell.  I’m apologize for that.

I’ve found a couple new choruses for myself, in strange places.  First, from those of you who are familiar with Dr. Who, these two words played a significant role in the 50th Anniversary Special (which, yes, I’ll freely admit made me cry by the end): “No more.”  Also, on that crying bit:  Good on ya, Moffat.  Asshole.  (This is both true and humour.  Heh.)

Also through Lifehacker, this article, which really works for me, right now, both with my “new brain”, and would have appealed to my most recent brain: http://blogs.hbr.org/2013/12/if-youre-in-over-your-head-at-work-try-an-s-o-s/  As a guy who got saddled with ACRONYM for a handle, reusing the initialism SOS as a brain and stress-saver REALLY works for me….  If any of you are feeling stressed at work, or, really, in the rest of your world, I highly recommend you check that article out.

I’m also having a lot of fun, success, and, frankly, “discovery enjoyment” with the tools provided by Evernote, Instapaper, and all the “outboard brain” tools that Google provides now, even if we don’t necessarily trust them as much as we’d like to.  And, no, I’m not making “Google” a link.  Google it for your self. (Humor, heh.)

I also accidentally got a pretty cool scanning tool when I bought a desktop Canon multi-function printer for cheap B&W and color laser printing.  It’s pretty sweet, as it turns out.  Except for faxing, and it’s not the printer’s fault, it’s faxing’s fault.  Screw you faxing.  You know why.  (This last bit about telephonic facsimile services is definitely humor, with a grain of truth….)

That’s probably enough, for now.  Obviously, I have to resist writing far too much, right now.

Thanks again.  I love you all.  We’re going to be okay.

Let me just say it again:
Thank you all so much.
We’re going to be okay.