With the advent of recovery from death plague, I've become a social butterfly once more. In the end, it looks like post-antibiotics woes fall merely to allergies (and it didn't even end up taking another trip to the doctor to discern that). So hooray for me.

Among my outings have been a pseudo-date (where I hang out with a girl, buy her drinks or ( Read more... )

2 years of laughs?

Sometimes subtlety isn't my strong suit.

So pure, so cold....

It's OK though, those two fingers will be turned back around when I'm awesome at life again.

I think I had a more eloquent way to say all this, but I, of course, forgot it. And will remember immediately after I post this...

Over the last few years, it's been far too easy for me to talk myself out of things or not follow through on
things. I get inspired and them allow the inspiration to be fleeting and allow myself to get distracted and
undermine myself with defeatism.  I figure the best way to get through this is to start writing down my
goals and plans and making ( Read more... )

Monday night I had a good buzz, the Sox coming back and winning and having one more PBR super mug than I should've at the bar had something to do with it- but the real shit-eating grin on my face was because the "date" went really well. I'm trying not to get too excited and frankly, I was a bit ridiculously happy ( Read more... )

There's nothing I can say about my lack of updates and writing in general that I haven't already said in a clumsy, inarticulate way.

I'm frustratingly intimidated by the whole process and unmotivated to pick myself apart for other people to see. I generally have felt pretty selfish lately and I figure writing about myself isn't going to help those ( Read more... )

o this is going to be the type of entry I nearly always end up writing. It's what I'm from now on dubbing "mental Draino"- just a purging of anything and everything- throwing a bunch of stuff at the wall and seeing what sticks.

This weekend I'm going to Miami, which I suppose will be another lengthy entry.  No rest for the wicked. Unlike this ( Read more... )

As usual, I'm in the midst of an epic journal entry about the last couple weeks. Life gets in the way of writing.
I had a decent Easter with my family, my Mom prepared a feast which was one of her more incredible culinary works of art.

Nonetheless, as usual on Christian holidays, I felt like a bit of a hypocrite.  There are a number of reasons I ( Read more... )

This weekend I'm going to write. For my own sake. The sickness is winning the battle, because given the onset of a cough and pressure in my ears I'm pretty sure I have the beginnings of an ear infection.

Nonetheless, I'm going to try to keep myself busy.  Sometimes I wish I wrote more about the mundane aspects of my life in this journal. It would ( Read more... )

So on the "Oh, no you didn't" scale- I'm writing this on my lunch break at work (Oh noes! TEH FIREDZ ( Read more... )

I'm just going to use bullet points in this entry, okay?

- I've been on the cusp of sickness and health for a good two weeks now. I wish my throat would either
stop being scratchy or I'd get full-on sick. Preferably the former.

- I had a blast with not_on_fire in perfect weather in San Diego last weekend. More details
sometime...

- I'm going to go all out for ( Read more... )