Book of Jamez

55 y/o malcontent, something of a writer

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Random thoughts, unsolicited opinions, personal stories, and the occasional rant. I’ve been around long enough to have a few things to say, and apparently nobody thought to stop me from putting them on the internet.

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  • Hit Hard

    Hit Hard

    Hit hard Can’t stop the tearsStarted with self doubtThen came the fear There’s a point somewhere A cause of the scareAn underlying reasonSome kind of demon Want to run away and hideWish I’d already diedDon’t want to search for clues As to why I’m feeling the blues Does it ever stopEver get betterClimb my way on topOnly to have it remember Been here beforeDoesn’t get betterTime becomes a choreHelps me get sadder Darkness closes inComforts me withinDoesn’t…

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  • Diabetes, Depression and Death

    Diabetes, Depression and Death

    This is likely a whiny post. This was your only warning. I’ve recently been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. Many years ago I used to get tested pretty regularly to see if I had diabetes… see my biological father died from complications with diabetes when he was 48 (I just turned 48). His complications were that he wanted to drink more than he cared about managing his diabetes and ended up in a coma after…

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  • Wounded Me

    Wounded Me

    I haven’t written in a while – that’s the depression I think, why write when nothing matters is a common thought. Why anything when nothing matter? I deleted the bookofjamez site, you can still find those stories here but the site and host name aren’t being paid for anymore. My friend Deborah, (who makes amazing cookies that I have only had once in my life but I still remember, that’s how good they are folks…

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  • Trying to Let Go

    Trying to Let Go

    Sometimes, more often that I’d like to admit, I can’t sleep. Insomnia is a big deal and it literally keeps me awake at night. I’ve tried a bunch of different things to combat this – stopped drinking caffeinated beverages, stayed up really late to make myself more tired, took a nap when I first got home… and more. None of that worked for me. I’d done some mindfulness meditation and sometimes that can help get…

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  • Two Pills

    Two Pills

    The depression I have is mostly under control with medication. I was taking Celexa but it stopped working so now I’m taking Paxil which appears to be working again. Working means no dark cloud around world, not everything seems hopeless and I can justify not ending it all. I talk about depression and how I first came to take medication in a story on my blog called “Lost” and you can read about it there. I…

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  • Promoting Change

    Sometimes when I’m trying to make a change in an office I find myself returning to that experiment…  doing the task both ways so they can see how it works and how better it is or, sometimes, see that I was wrong and their way was better. It does help your co-workers and boss to see what you mean sometimes rather than just trying to explain it. 

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  • Purpose

    This blog is going to be about work, not particular stories in my office… unless they are relevant but about what it takes to be a Clerk of the Works, how to do things in an office environment that will have you named an indispensable part of an organization..

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  • The Voir Dire

    I was chosen for Jury Duty for Maricopa County and today was the day to show up. Like Washington, DC – Maricopa County has a one day, one trial jury process meaning you can serve one trial or one day waiting to get picked and you’ve fulfilled your obligation to the government. Mostly you sit around all day watching videos of why jury duty is important (it seems to me these types of commercials might…

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  • Dream Time

    I infiltrated the new place and was observing what was going on, there was a rally and it was all propaganda but the people were into it – somehow they discovered I wasn’t a real member and grabbed me – I acted as if there was some mistake but they were having none of it. I know I was injected with something in my neck and then blackness. I awoke and remembered what had happened…

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  • Who Loves You?

    Yesterday a more religious “friend” sent me a Facebook message image of “Jesus Loves You”. This “friend” knows that I’m not a fan of the religious – what I call nonsense and I’m not sure why she did that. I’m not very tolerant of that kind of thing. I’m just not – I don’t come knocking on your door, holding science books praising quantum physics and asking for money for test tubes… Nor would I…

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