So, I've decided that I'm going to stick to my New Years resolution of making some changes in my life. I've cut my cigarette intake by half, and I'm hope to get rid of the habit shortly. This will be a problem, not just because of the whole "additive carcinogen" thing. I actually enjoy smoking. I know that seems a bit odd - it makes you skin, stains everything, and after a long enough time you become a constantly coughing paper bag. But I guess I've lucked out in that most of my friends merely tolerate my habit, and those who have also embraced it are now in various stages of quitting.
Which leads to another bit of happy-chance - I've also resolved to spend more time with my friends. The difficulty here is something else: I'm not anti-social so much as asocial. I've been the company I keep for most of my memory, and I tend to be a lot of people's "friend" while having relatively few myself. (A fact that usually angers people - it's not that I don't like you, but I tend to play shrink to quite a few people. When they're willing to put up with me in public, knowing that at any minute I'll break into song, then they're my friends. If they join in, I'll take a damn bullet for them.)
I spent most of December hanging out with friends - with a few attempts that fell through - and I miss it. But many of them have had the annoying habit of getting lives. Which is good, of course - I'm happy for them and hope it fills them up the way good thing (truly good things) do. And, besides, I have an office job now, so the four a.m. trips to Denny's (come for the food, stay because it's acting like an anchor in your gut) are now next to impossible.
To fill the time between these two, I've been taking on new hobbies. I'm working out more, writing (more that this, believe it or don't), and slowly learning how to podcast. I'm taking a free course in computer programming and looking at trade schools. ...That last bit mostly came about because I'm sick of having to Google things like "How do I stop water flow to my toilet" only when it's reaching a critical state.
This all worries me a little, because I'm not used to being practical. I've always been a much more, shoot from the hip, standing on top of the toilet with a plunger in one hand, smartphone in the other, type of guy. But I think I know the reason...it's because I grew a beard. It's caused me to finally embrace my true, inner D&D nerd's ambition to be a dwarf. I'm five feet seven inches, broad yet lanky, and often mistaken for a scarecrow around Halloween, but Goddamnit, inside me is a hard drinking, hard fighting, hard farting miner with a battle axe, a song on his lips, and a very weird relationship with mountains just waiting to look the world in the eye and say something along the lines of: "WWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!"
But seriously, I think all of these changes and chances will be good things. Even if they aren't, it beats sitting around waiting to die.
Anywhoo, once the podcast gets up and running, I'll be posting some links to it...or just posting it here. We'll see.
Alud lang syne, folks.
Which leads to another bit of happy-chance - I've also resolved to spend more time with my friends. The difficulty here is something else: I'm not anti-social so much as asocial. I've been the company I keep for most of my memory, and I tend to be a lot of people's "friend" while having relatively few myself. (A fact that usually angers people - it's not that I don't like you, but I tend to play shrink to quite a few people. When they're willing to put up with me in public, knowing that at any minute I'll break into song, then they're my friends. If they join in, I'll take a damn bullet for them.)
I spent most of December hanging out with friends - with a few attempts that fell through - and I miss it. But many of them have had the annoying habit of getting lives. Which is good, of course - I'm happy for them and hope it fills them up the way good thing (truly good things) do. And, besides, I have an office job now, so the four a.m. trips to Denny's (come for the food, stay because it's acting like an anchor in your gut) are now next to impossible.
To fill the time between these two, I've been taking on new hobbies. I'm working out more, writing (more that this, believe it or don't), and slowly learning how to podcast. I'm taking a free course in computer programming and looking at trade schools. ...That last bit mostly came about because I'm sick of having to Google things like "How do I stop water flow to my toilet" only when it's reaching a critical state.
This all worries me a little, because I'm not used to being practical. I've always been a much more, shoot from the hip, standing on top of the toilet with a plunger in one hand, smartphone in the other, type of guy. But I think I know the reason...it's because I grew a beard. It's caused me to finally embrace my true, inner D&D nerd's ambition to be a dwarf. I'm five feet seven inches, broad yet lanky, and often mistaken for a scarecrow around Halloween, but Goddamnit, inside me is a hard drinking, hard fighting, hard farting miner with a battle axe, a song on his lips, and a very weird relationship with mountains just waiting to look the world in the eye and say something along the lines of: "WWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!"
But seriously, I think all of these changes and chances will be good things. Even if they aren't, it beats sitting around waiting to die.
Anywhoo, once the podcast gets up and running, I'll be posting some links to it...or just posting it here. We'll see.
Alud lang syne, folks.
