when sports icons create cologne, does it smell like sweaty athlete?

i talked to someone yesterday - i guess an effort to just keep in touch.
he's planning on going to the middle east on one of those 'rebuild and dodge bullets' missions - gonna plumb his way across some war torn country earning a fuckton of money in the process.
he said doing a job like that is the only way he can get any money in the bank and come back to the east coast. i don't know what he's planning on with that and i gave him no indication that his location would really matter to me personally. i just want him to stay safe.

sleep has escaped me again. nothing is regular when it comes to sleep since i've been back from my trip. actually, i was sleeping really good for a few weeks - when i would close my eyes, i could actually see good things that were peaceful enough to sleep.
but the loss of my dear friend has thrown anything 'regular' out of whack - especially when i sleep.
i don't know if i'm afraid to sleep - knowing that i will see him, laying on the ground, his skin dark and blue.
it's just easier to nap, you know?

busy day today.
frame store for my pictures
the house store for a washing machine
kids to school
dog to groomer (ya, i'm not bathing him. someone else can today)
class
hanging pictures in gallery this evening
a ton of phone calls to make (mainly sono school and a job i've been putting off)

wish i was in NYC.
the snow looks beautiful on the news.

the high today here - 85.
christmas my ass.
heh..