Life update... more of a ramble, really
I've been in what can only be described as a mood of late. Part of it I blame on Paul, well, maybe 10%. Paul's currently in San-Something on the Gulf, but he's been calling me every couple of nights. I don't know if our moods are playing off one another or what, but... I just want to be away. Away from people, away from the governments of the world, away from stupidity and the entitlement culture and the desecration and perversion of what was the greatest experiment the world has ever known.
Needless to say, I've been watching Firefly, again. Before Paul left his job in October I gave him the entire series plus movie to watch. (More like he was raiding my movies and said, "What's this?" and I thrust it at him with orders to watch it.) It resonated with him, for the very same reasons it does with me. The theme song? Could be a personal ballad for both of us.
As I've been rewatching the show and reading news headlines I've been thinking more and more about the future settlement of colony's in space. And you know something? I'd be one of the first ones out there. Even given all my comforts and love of technology at hand and what not... I'd leave. I'd go start over, confront the hardships head-on, build something new. Barring that, a tall ship and a star to sail her by.
I was thinking about it all day yesterday and into late last night and when Paul called it was almost ironic. Of everybody I know, the only person who might join me in such an adventure and trial would be him. I honestly couldn't see anybody else I know willing to do such a thing. I mean... leave everything. Start anew. It'd be a bitch, but it would be worth it.
On other news, I declared myself 'healthy' a few days ago. I was knocked on my ass the day after Thanksgiving by some virus. What really scares me about this one is that... I think it pointed out something really wrong with my immune system.
I went into a Minute Clinic the day before Thanksgiving because I'd had a very sore throat for the previous five and a half days. Sore as in I couldn't swallow anymore. So I went in for a strep test, since I'm extremely susceptible to the little critters, despite no nodules on my throat. The nurse took my temp which read at 96.5* - now, this is a normal reading for me, though she took it twice since she probably wasn't used to seeing that low a temp. My test was negative, and she said it was probably viral. Thanksgiving I was down at the farm for dinner, feeling a little run down, and on Friday and Saturday I spiked to 103.5.
What scares me so much is the fact that I was obviously infected with *something*, but my immune system wasn't responding for over six days. No sniffles, no cough, no fever, no aches, nothing except a sore throat.
I told Paul about this last night and he paused for a few seconds. "Do you have a bad immune system?"
"Duh! I missed half of eleventh grade, don't you remember?" Actually, it's not shocking that he didn't remember that one - we only shared one class that year, if I remember correctly. It was actually my grandmother that told me that I'd missed so much of the school year. I'd be in for one or two days a week, then out for the rest, miss a week, be back for a week, miss a few more days, etc. I was not a healthy kitten.
On the job front, FedEx is going really, really nicely. Though Geno says that he's going to be putting in an application for Freight, and thus leaving most likely, which is going to be sad. Geno and I get through the night by heckling each other. He's my source of amusement.
On another note, it's almost scary how much weight/fluff/fat I'm losing because of the nightly workouts. I told Frank the other day that I'd already lost 3-4 inches off my waist, but it's really like 4-5. Everything's becoming right baggy on me. It'll be interesting to try on my Ralph Lauren suit in another few weeks. I actually think I'd fit into it now, but I'm too lazy to dig it out. I can easily lift 105 pounds, again.
Now that I'm virus-free I'm able to enjoy the added energy. I've had to cover my bedroom windows with old sheets to darken my room since I'm liable to sleep in until noon or 1pm. God, I've missed those days.
So, that's my recent life in a little more than a nutshell. I've got more Firefly to watch...