the most sensitive of blogs

i think this will be m first post from home. every other one has been from work. but it's my day off and i just felt like i should post something. i called the driving school today and registered for my air brakes course this weekend. i'm just listening to copeland right now. they are so incredible. oct.10th will be the 2nd time i go to seattle for a show and copeland rolls through a week later and i can't afford to go to seattle for shows twice in two weeks. yes this has happened twice. i'll see them one day.
i ran into a blog from the in medias res blog the other day. it was something a father was doing for his newborn son. he blogs every couple days documenting his baby's first experiences: going to costco, riding home from the hospital, throwing up, sleeping. i thought it was the coolest idea. reading through it made me think how much i would've loved something like that. i've heard new parents always have great aspirations for things they want to do for their kids but they slowly die out as buisiness and life sets in. i lke the idea of a blog but i think i would like to write in a journal with the same type of things. how neat would it be to grow up and find out there was a journal kept of your earliest memories and the very first things you've ever done. i'm excited to have kids but i'm also in no rush. i could use some maturing and some more stability, but i'm still excited to love something as i never have before. i had a dream about it one time and i think i woke up crying thinking about having a son or daughter of my own, that i can be proud of, and protect and watch grow up.