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It took me a while but, I think I’ve figured it out.

It could be a Pignut Hickory, the mystery tree out behind where I live. I think. It’s either that or a hybrid.

I am still sniffing this thing even now, the drupe smells so good. Of course, I could be wrong. It just looks closest to what I’ve seen pictured here. Even so, it still doesn’t fit enough. This isn’t like with the Persimmon where it was obviously a Persimmon.

First thing tomorrow morning, I’m going back out there to do some further investigations.

This is what happens when you deprive a child of things like this. Twenty years after most would have learned this, the grossly underexposed adult is still zooming in on things like this. Such is city living.

If I can get my camera to work properly, I’ll take some Loch Ness worthy images in the hopes that someone will get a better handle based on the pictures.

Lately, I’ve started doing a lot of MacGuyvering in my meal planning where I couldn’t make the simple recipes due to a lack of ingredients. So far, I haven’t been disappointed in the slightest either.

For instance – Today’s dinner will consist of a type of ‘veggie’ scrapple patties and drop dumpling soup. The ‘veggie’ scrapple was made with Stuffing mix, a few odd seasonings, and Maseca Mix to thicken it. The dumplings were made with flour, water, and olive oil, and the broth for the dumplings was made with mainly soy sauce and water as well as a blend of seasonings.

If this turns out to be as good as the ’scrapple’ is, I’ll put the recipe up upon figuring out the measurements.

I’ve finally completed my self assessment and, I have to say, I feel better for it.

Over the next few weeks, a number of links will either be added to or deleted from the blogroll of this blog. This is a reflection of the self-assessment and will hopefully enable me to further explore those aspects of myself I’ve discovered and further eliminate the negative aspects I no longer have either use or desire for.

Here’s to hoping.

It makes no sense how such a great program was so quickly taken off the air. Thank goodness for DVDs and fans.

Ever so often, I get the urge to dig deep within myself to figure out what is still working with me as a part of my core ethical matrix and what may be, after careful evalulation, discarded as outmoded to my current mental/psychological configuration.

I must admit that it’s been a while since I’ve done this, so I feel that this is a process that is long overdue.

When not studying, ha ha, I will be studying as much as possible for me to do so on a variety of subjects in the hopes of properly giving myself a broader perspective and better idea of where I am right now.

I just feel I need to do it. After I eat this salsa, that is.

So, you poor friends of mine who know a lot in your respective fields. Prepare for the questions. ;p

For those who think I write too much as it is, be afraid, for I have restarted my personal hand written journal. The stress here at home with the Maternal Parental has gotten so bad of late that I’m trufflehunting for as many volunteer posts, job postings, and studies that will keep me away from home for as long as possible.

I talked it over with my therapist and he recommended a book to me on Emotional Blackmail, which is soon to be on my Holds list at the Library. After I came home, I tried to have a sit down and explain my position with her and, to the last, she’s just as cavalier about it as if I hadn’t mentioned it at all. I never thought I’d say this but I’m giving a somewhat serious consideration to living with the Paternal Parental over this. Even with that, I know I’d be pretty much in the same boat in that he’d only use his psychological dysfunction much as the Maternal Parental is now.

In the meantime, I predict many pages written in my journal. I forecast many volunteer hours fulfilled in the name of goodness, volunteerism, and my sanity. I also see that, as a result of the increasing financial irresponsibility on the part of the Maternal Parental, a drastic drop in my weight.

I’m not going to let the stress of it get to me but it will be from the lack of food. I’m not feeding into her whining anymore.

In the meantime, I’m focusing on getting me away from all this a lot more and for increasing extended intervals doing things aside from placating anyones dysfunctional ego or psychosis.

The short answer is this. I’ve been ill again. I could go on and on about the symptoms and all but, at the end of the day, its really just the same stuff I’ve posted here previously.

To that end, I’ll update all the days I missed a few at a time until I’m caught up. Beyond that, I’ll throw an occasional post up pertaining to how things are.

To save time, from now on [unless something changes] Saturday Stats are going to be in the Left sidebar alone under the heading of the same name. I will also be expanding my TEP Tracker so that, even if I don’t personally post a Daily Health Update, the information will be in the sidebar.

After seeing a recent episode of ‘Mental’ on Faux and talking with a new good friend who has the same condition, I’ve decided to go ahead and ask my doctor to wean me off the meds and start from scratch. From the time I started taking these meds in 2005 up to now has been a long stretch of ups and downs. When I’m not torridly ill, or depressed, I’m feeling spaced at 1,500mg per day with very few windows of calm.

This medication does work for me though, I know that much. I know what happens when there’s nothing there and it has prevented that chaos from occurring for a really long time. I’m just thinking it needs an adjustment.

I’ve got an appointment today with my new therapist, so I’ll see if he’ll flag my records for my med doc in case I lose courage or forget I typed this ha ha.

Now to assemble my hair and otherwise get ready for the day. Ciao.

Wild, it’s been ten years since I graduated from high school. I’m not dead. That’s something.

What’s more, I’m not a hardcore gangsta rapper. Kidding, like that one was ever going to happen to begin with…

Seriously, it just occured to me that this past week marked the ten year anniversary of my vomiting out into the world. So far, I can say that things have gone considerably better than I thought they would. I really didn’t see myself alive right now or even findable and, well, here I am. I have had a few setbacks but I’ve gotten right back up, dusted my ass off, and got right back into it rather than go into full retreat mode.

So, ten years from now, I want better than what I have now. Considerably better. I’m happy with the good level I’m doing in the world but I still want to do more. Me thinks a ten year plan might be in the works sometime soon. Anyway…

Here’s to you Central Career Center at Joseph C. Briscoe Class of 1999. *tips glass of cranberry juice in salutations*