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I suck. I suck at personal discipline. I suck at being productive. I suck at peeling myself from my couch. And I'm totally okay with all of it. And now that I think about it, that probably kinda sucks too. It's not all really that bad. Honestly, it's not. I just need to motivate myself more and all of the suckie things will resume their non-suckie nature and fit themselves nicely back into their rightful place in my whirlwind, bordering on the insane, mind. In my defense, the second half of 2007 turned out to be a little out of control for me.
I became a great uncle and for whatever reason, I have become the go-to sibling when it comes to advice about crazy situations. I spent many days and nights engaged in super extendo conversations with almost all of my family members. I'm grateful that they want to hear my advice, but sometimes it can be a bit much. Couple that with having my gall bladder ripped from me, getting hit with an extremely pesky and nasty case of thrush that took THREE treatments to finally make it go away, going to Mexico for a week only to return to an extremely sick and dying 10-year-old cat who we immediately rushed to the animal hospital where we were confronted with the decision of spending 5 grand just to get him back to a stable condition with absolutely no guarantees of his future survival... Murphy was a diabetic cat and the diabetes got the best of him and we made the decision to put him down that night. What a horrible experience it was. He is missed greatly. We did, however, adopt two 3.5 month old brother kittens from the anti-cruelty society on October 29th... all black with gold eyes. they're CRAZY but extremely lovable and for the most part well-behaved. Piper and Wilson are their names... Pipes and Willie for short... and I call Wilson "Choopz" for whatever reason. On top of that, my job is OUT OF CONTROL and not getting any better and I regret not taking the offer from that other firm last year, but I don't think about that too often, because it is what it is.
On the flip side, Lee and I are getting along great as usual and it's so very comforting knowing that it's all working out so well. I feel extremely lucky to be in this relationship and I can't wait to see where it goes from here.
The friends I have, back home in Milwaukee, here in Chicago, spread across the country, from high school, from college, through work, and from random train-riding encounters here in the city, are all so freakin rockstar. I feel as though I've surrounded myself with people that have turned out to be the best anybody could ever want. Is it me? Do I attract these people? Do I search for these people? I don't know, but I certainly DO know that my life would not be the same without them, and for that I am truly and forever grateful. Of course there are those who I would like to see more often, but things happen... I know that... and I also know that I'm not a jackass, so I chalk it up to randomness that we have drifted apart. Not for good... just for now. And I'll leave it at that.
What else... Lee and I are in the midst of planning our big vacation for this year. We are considering heading south of the equator. It's something I've always wanted to do, and the most logical and convenient location is South America. We're not sure where yet... Argentina, Chile, Peru... they're all contenders at this point. Any input would be greatly appreciated... and I noticed that some friends of mine from this lovely site are also considering a trip to the same continent. So... maybe we should talk about this. Call me! *hair flip*
President's Day weekend will bring me to Toronto for a long overdue visit and stay with my friend Gordon. Lee can't make it so my good friend Derek from Milwaukee is going in his place. This will be a most fantastic trip... 1) i get to see gordon again and 2) i get to travel with derek again. it's been some time we've traveled together without the significant others and we're both very excited about it. Montreal will happen sometime this spring as well... mid April I believe. Then the wedding in mid-July for my favorite Cleveland residents. And maybe a trip to Bat Cave, N.C. just for kicks.
I'm beat. NYE kicked my ass with a party, then a band, then a club. I'm on hiatus from such antics for a bit. Becoming non-suckie doesn't come from little rest and mucho partying.
Pictures will come soon. Mostly of dust and sand, but whatever.
I became a great uncle and for whatever reason, I have become the go-to sibling when it comes to advice about crazy situations. I spent many days and nights engaged in super extendo conversations with almost all of my family members. I'm grateful that they want to hear my advice, but sometimes it can be a bit much. Couple that with having my gall bladder ripped from me, getting hit with an extremely pesky and nasty case of thrush that took THREE treatments to finally make it go away, going to Mexico for a week only to return to an extremely sick and dying 10-year-old cat who we immediately rushed to the animal hospital where we were confronted with the decision of spending 5 grand just to get him back to a stable condition with absolutely no guarantees of his future survival... Murphy was a diabetic cat and the diabetes got the best of him and we made the decision to put him down that night. What a horrible experience it was. He is missed greatly. We did, however, adopt two 3.5 month old brother kittens from the anti-cruelty society on October 29th... all black with gold eyes. they're CRAZY but extremely lovable and for the most part well-behaved. Piper and Wilson are their names... Pipes and Willie for short... and I call Wilson "Choopz" for whatever reason. On top of that, my job is OUT OF CONTROL and not getting any better and I regret not taking the offer from that other firm last year, but I don't think about that too often, because it is what it is.
On the flip side, Lee and I are getting along great as usual and it's so very comforting knowing that it's all working out so well. I feel extremely lucky to be in this relationship and I can't wait to see where it goes from here.
The friends I have, back home in Milwaukee, here in Chicago, spread across the country, from high school, from college, through work, and from random train-riding encounters here in the city, are all so freakin rockstar. I feel as though I've surrounded myself with people that have turned out to be the best anybody could ever want. Is it me? Do I attract these people? Do I search for these people? I don't know, but I certainly DO know that my life would not be the same without them, and for that I am truly and forever grateful. Of course there are those who I would like to see more often, but things happen... I know that... and I also know that I'm not a jackass, so I chalk it up to randomness that we have drifted apart. Not for good... just for now. And I'll leave it at that.
What else... Lee and I are in the midst of planning our big vacation for this year. We are considering heading south of the equator. It's something I've always wanted to do, and the most logical and convenient location is South America. We're not sure where yet... Argentina, Chile, Peru... they're all contenders at this point. Any input would be greatly appreciated... and I noticed that some friends of mine from this lovely site are also considering a trip to the same continent. So... maybe we should talk about this. Call me! *hair flip*
President's Day weekend will bring me to Toronto for a long overdue visit and stay with my friend Gordon. Lee can't make it so my good friend Derek from Milwaukee is going in his place. This will be a most fantastic trip... 1) i get to see gordon again and 2) i get to travel with derek again. it's been some time we've traveled together without the significant others and we're both very excited about it. Montreal will happen sometime this spring as well... mid April I believe. Then the wedding in mid-July for my favorite Cleveland residents. And maybe a trip to Bat Cave, N.C. just for kicks.
I'm beat. NYE kicked my ass with a party, then a band, then a club. I'm on hiatus from such antics for a bit. Becoming non-suckie doesn't come from little rest and mucho partying.
Pictures will come soon. Mostly of dust and sand, but whatever.