"The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet."
- James Oppenheim
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6/22/00 editorial notes.
Did you miss me? 
Believe it or not I almost decided to stop keeping a journal, at the end of my last journal entry I eluded to a "cliffhanger - unrevealed distraction"... well, that particular distraction...a distraction of trust, guilt, and jealousy... and before you knew it, I was feeling like dirt, for having an online journal... a journal that is readable by the world, but invisible to the people I write about. As you can see, I decided to keep writing. Mainly because the distraction I eluded to seems (I hope) to have faded, and also because I don't think Monica will ever find and read my diary ...if she does, I don't think she would like what I sometimes have to say.

I think I'm going to try a little harder, to make this journal something other than Ken whining about the details of his life. Sure I'll gripe and moan occasionally, I just want to avoid making it the cornerstone of this page. 

Well, I'm gonna head home.
Today is the last day of school for the kids, the first day of summer. I bet they are bored senseless already. Calvin was bugging me this morning to let him "rent a video game at "Blockbuster" since he no longer has a bedtime". 
Guess again insomniacs ...I need the "late night unwind time."

Tomorrow there will be a real journal entry.

"Tonight, I'm gonna play."

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