An update of sorts
Hello, Livejournal. It's been a while! As I was waxing nostalgic on some old Facebook posts this evening, it occurred to me that I used to update this journal pretty frequently about 9-10 years ago. 9-10 YEARS. I can't believe it's been that long. So I came back and did some reading. Man, was I ever melodramatic! Age lends perspective, I suppose. Why the impetus to return now? Why not? So let's have a go, shall we?
So what's new? Well, I'm older, of course. Physically, there's less hair on my head and more on my face. Definitely more waistline to speak of. I rarely drink to excess these days, because the hangovers that took 12 hours to shake off 10 years ago now require entire weekends. I can say with absolute certainty that I wish time machines existed so I could go back and slap the shit out of the 2005-2006 incarnation of myself for being so goddamned whiny about relationships and making mountains out of molehills. In short, life's happened: 90% of the people I referred to in old posts here I no longer speak to. The ones I do speak to are married, have children, or both. And soon I will count myself among the ranks of the former as I will be married in six months. (Yes, 2005 me, you DO find somebody great to attach yourself to, all that perceived frustration works out!) Those devious twins Maturity and Responsibility have quietly insinuated themselves into everybody's lives.
I still love horror movies, and still go to conventions, though I have slowed down somewhat. After meeting the cast of Phantasm, my favorite horror film, I decided to hang it up for a while. If a convention can tack down an appearance by John Carpenter, I may be tempted to take up the mantle once again. I have expanded my horizons to enjoy all kinds of cinema.
I have a rewarding career as an RN. I bitch about the work from time to time, but ultimately nothing has challenged me so much. I work downtown at Henry Ford Hospital in Detroit in the Medical ICU. I work with an excellent team taking care of very, very sick patients. I hope to move on to a career in advanced practice nursing and become a CRNA, working with anesthesia and patients in the OR. It is a long, demanding road to become a CRNA, but is well-worth it if somebody loves to learn, as I most assuredly do.
I fear my vocabulary has atrophied a bit because I haven't written in some time. I hope to remedy that with regular entries here once more.
Cheers!
--Chris
So what's new? Well, I'm older, of course. Physically, there's less hair on my head and more on my face. Definitely more waistline to speak of. I rarely drink to excess these days, because the hangovers that took 12 hours to shake off 10 years ago now require entire weekends. I can say with absolute certainty that I wish time machines existed so I could go back and slap the shit out of the 2005-2006 incarnation of myself for being so goddamned whiny about relationships and making mountains out of molehills. In short, life's happened: 90% of the people I referred to in old posts here I no longer speak to. The ones I do speak to are married, have children, or both. And soon I will count myself among the ranks of the former as I will be married in six months. (Yes, 2005 me, you DO find somebody great to attach yourself to, all that perceived frustration works out!) Those devious twins Maturity and Responsibility have quietly insinuated themselves into everybody's lives.
I still love horror movies, and still go to conventions, though I have slowed down somewhat. After meeting the cast of Phantasm, my favorite horror film, I decided to hang it up for a while. If a convention can tack down an appearance by John Carpenter, I may be tempted to take up the mantle once again. I have expanded my horizons to enjoy all kinds of cinema.
I have a rewarding career as an RN. I bitch about the work from time to time, but ultimately nothing has challenged me so much. I work downtown at Henry Ford Hospital in Detroit in the Medical ICU. I work with an excellent team taking care of very, very sick patients. I hope to move on to a career in advanced practice nursing and become a CRNA, working with anesthesia and patients in the OR. It is a long, demanding road to become a CRNA, but is well-worth it if somebody loves to learn, as I most assuredly do.
I fear my vocabulary has atrophied a bit because I haven't written in some time. I hope to remedy that with regular entries here once more.
Cheers!
--Chris