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I received this link from Jacek, my favorite pschologist. It is not as good a recommendation as it really should be; there aren’t many psychologists I’m too fond of, but Jacek is a  good people. And, when I did my radio program for years in the middle of the night on KBOO, he was the only “professional” who ever showed up. Not that many people would show up for a program held in the middle of the night on the Friday before the full moon.

Also, on a lighter note? This is from Dr. Jacek as well. Who knew that you could get treated to a good meal at Hooters just by being a shrink?

Also, and, another late entry from the good doctor, The Problem with How…

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New info from Henry Lem. Great blog, too, here’s an introduction- Fighting the Flu and Long Distance Jogging.

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Late, post-Caturday posting. I just saw a wonderful blog here: Cancer Killing Recipe. You know, I have so much more respect for anyone who knows what a real problem is and who chooses life anyway. God bless you, oneanna65.

May your life be sweet,

Rick

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No Rest For The Wicked

As if the Procrstitorian has ever lived up to the name- 2 a.m. is a good time for poetry.

The Procrastitorian's avatarA is for

Wicked, the name given because
of pure ambition, the drive that
separates me from those who have
given up their dreams in turn for
what might be considered a safer
secure “i-do-alright’ kind
of life, the title corralling me
out of commonalities and placing
me behind lines drawn, mind boggling
technicalities that would see me waste
my life away if I try to play the
game that they set out right,
refusing to jump through hoops
I end up on my own life blood,
the essence of my own time,

So I must stalk through shadows
in search of success and wade
through early morning hours
in pursuit of my happiness
while time slips mercilessly
ever onward in despite of my
drooping eyes and caffeine weakens,
the effects draining over time,
till I am left running on my
will alone though, thankfully,
it is on it that and my strengthening

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