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'Spose it's time to update this thing.
Life continues as usual. I live my life to my own rules, which makes me happy. Not a lot of people can honestly say that. If I don't feel like doing something, I don't. If some whim comes along, I jump on it until I get bored. It's great.
Finding some form of physical exercise that I actually ENJOY (well besides the bump nasty) has worked wonders for my body. I feel so much better, amazingly not only physically but mentally as well. The only problem with my chosen activity (sword fighting) is that I find that most people are not willing to return for session number two. I should stop beating their ass so hard first time round.
Getting older within our family is a little odd to me. It feels weird not having any of my grandparents or anyone from that generation alive anymore. Now it's my mum and dad and my aunts and uncles who are the old folks. My cousins are all adults now and having babies. My nephews are getting big. Aaron just finished first grade and dylan is starting to talk. My brother is looking like my uncle more and more as each year passes.
Two of my good friends from Manchester have moved out of state. Kind of sucks but I get used to people leaving NH. It happens. I find that most people return after a few years anyways. Extensive research has indicated it is something in the water. Probably mercury.
Mmmmmm. curry.
We went to a book sale at the library. The sale started at 9 am and we perused the book selections. Grabbed about 3 books and noticed they were having a brown bag sale at 2pm. So we were there at 130 (first in line!) and I managed to stuff this huge brown bag with like 30 new books! Woo-h00! I got alot of stuff I was missing from different trilogys. Found a few books I was missing from some of my favorite authors and even COMPLETED MY WILLIAM GIBSON COLLECTION finally!!! That made me so happy. Also found some old school cyperpunk and warhammer 40k fiction novels. I felt like a sea captain tearing open chests and botices. Treasure hunting indeed, matey.
So between sleeping, art, cooking, and teh computer I have had very little time to just STOP. You know what I mean right? Where you just don't do anything for a little bit? No reading, no cleaning, just sit there and think. and do nothing. I haven't done that in forever and it helped clear my mind and everything but it bored me. It seems like I need to be constantly challenged or doing something to occupy myself at all times.
Getting psyched for the camping trip and george carlin show this summer. I get to see mr. carlin on my birthday provided the old wheezebag doesn't off himself before the date. And then it's on to camp the lights fantastic. Life is good. So where's the clincher?
Life continues as usual. I live my life to my own rules, which makes me happy. Not a lot of people can honestly say that. If I don't feel like doing something, I don't. If some whim comes along, I jump on it until I get bored. It's great.
Finding some form of physical exercise that I actually ENJOY (well besides the bump nasty) has worked wonders for my body. I feel so much better, amazingly not only physically but mentally as well. The only problem with my chosen activity (sword fighting) is that I find that most people are not willing to return for session number two. I should stop beating their ass so hard first time round.
Getting older within our family is a little odd to me. It feels weird not having any of my grandparents or anyone from that generation alive anymore. Now it's my mum and dad and my aunts and uncles who are the old folks. My cousins are all adults now and having babies. My nephews are getting big. Aaron just finished first grade and dylan is starting to talk. My brother is looking like my uncle more and more as each year passes.
Two of my good friends from Manchester have moved out of state. Kind of sucks but I get used to people leaving NH. It happens. I find that most people return after a few years anyways. Extensive research has indicated it is something in the water. Probably mercury.
Mmmmmm. curry.
We went to a book sale at the library. The sale started at 9 am and we perused the book selections. Grabbed about 3 books and noticed they were having a brown bag sale at 2pm. So we were there at 130 (first in line!) and I managed to stuff this huge brown bag with like 30 new books! Woo-h00! I got alot of stuff I was missing from different trilogys. Found a few books I was missing from some of my favorite authors and even COMPLETED MY WILLIAM GIBSON COLLECTION finally!!! That made me so happy. Also found some old school cyperpunk and warhammer 40k fiction novels. I felt like a sea captain tearing open chests and botices. Treasure hunting indeed, matey.
So between sleeping, art, cooking, and teh computer I have had very little time to just STOP. You know what I mean right? Where you just don't do anything for a little bit? No reading, no cleaning, just sit there and think. and do nothing. I haven't done that in forever and it helped clear my mind and everything but it bored me. It seems like I need to be constantly challenged or doing something to occupy myself at all times.
Getting psyched for the camping trip and george carlin show this summer. I get to see mr. carlin on my birthday provided the old wheezebag doesn't off himself before the date. And then it's on to camp the lights fantastic. Life is good. So where's the clincher?