Now that I am in the single world again, I have realized that I have a tremendous amount of free time. A lot of free time. I never really realized how much of my time was taken up in my last relationship. Not that that is a bad thing, per se. I now have pretty much unlimited free time on my hands, and I am really not sure how to best use it.
Learn to speak Spanish?
Learn about a particular subject?
Get involved in a bunch of things?
It's pretty funny, because my brother, who is married with a 2 year old and a 6 week old, has zero free time. Nada.
And I have more than I know what to do with. And I'm working my arse off too.
I've been getting this nagging feeling that I'm wasting time/my life. Maybe it's a natural process that everybody goes through. Come to think of it, it is natural. I've been pondering a lot, since I have plenty of "pondering time" on my hands - things like, "Why am I here?" and "What exactly is my purpose?" You know, the usual pontificating.
I'm not coming up with a lot...
I guess that I'm just a bit disappointed that my life hasn't gone differently. When I was 20, heck even 25, I thought that by the time I was 30, I'd be married with a house with a white picket fence, and 2.14 kids in said house.
I am very thankful that I do have what I do have though. And I do have a lot of fun, vicariously as it may be, with my brothers kids. As an aside, is it weird that I want to spend my Saturday night with those kids?
And the answer to that is...yes.
Now I really feel lame...it's not cool to want to hang with a 2 year old and discuss the hidden symbolism of an episode of "Barney" on a Saturday night, now is it?
Great, now I am making myself depressed. Oh, the humanity.
Have a great weekend. I know that I will. Keep on keepin' on.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
House Hunting
I think that I'm going to put the house hunting on hold for a while. I have looked at 21 houses over the past 2 months and none of them were going to work. Out of those 21, only about 3-4 of them would be livable and in a neighborhood that wasn't a "hood." And out of those 3-4, only 1 of them would have possibly worked out, but it was priced way too high for what I thought it was worth.
So, I guess I'm a gonna chill out in my one bedroom, piece of work apartment for a while. I guess that I'm gonna look for a lil' piece of land to buy. And then I'll slap a trailer house on it...and put 2-3 pink flamingoes in the front yard to make that sucker official. Yep, I'm a redneck.
Today has been mad crazy at the ole clinic, and I just got done dealing with 2 lesbians and their dog. Don't get your fantasies up guys, they aren't very attractive.
Keep on keepin' on.
So, I guess I'm a gonna chill out in my one bedroom, piece of work apartment for a while. I guess that I'm gonna look for a lil' piece of land to buy. And then I'll slap a trailer house on it...and put 2-3 pink flamingoes in the front yard to make that sucker official. Yep, I'm a redneck.
Today has been mad crazy at the ole clinic, and I just got done dealing with 2 lesbians and their dog. Don't get your fantasies up guys, they aren't very attractive.
Keep on keepin' on.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
My HUMMER H3
My brother and I officially broke in the HUMMER this last weekend, and the above pic is from that excursion. It was a pretty simple off-road adventure, but an off-road adventure nonetheless. I was a bit nervous letting my brother drive the HUMMER though. I'm not gonna lie.
Here's another pic from when I went on a drive this past Sunday. I decided to try an climb a rock mountain. I almost climbed it and I managed to scare the ever-living crap outta myself when it went on 3 wheels. This picture is from when I had just backed it back down to put the 4th wheel on the ground. It doesn't look as impressive as it did in real life, but I can assure you, it was pretty dang cool.
A week from today, I'm taking my brother, and the H3, out on a 1/2 day off-road course. It will consist of 1 hour of classroom instruction, followed by 2-3 hours of off-road driving on 2 different courses. I'm very, very excited about it. And so is my brother. It's his birthday present from me. Totally rad dude.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Funk Master Flex
I've been in a bit of a funk as of late. I never really ever find out what causes these times, but they come out of nowhere and last for an unpredictable time period. Today is the peak of said funkness, probably because of the following.
All heck has broken loose all day today, and I've been uber-busy. In the midst of it all, I get a 12 year old dog that is very, very sick. The owner is a middle-aged woman and her friend is in the room with her for moral support. I told the owner that her dog is on death's door. She wasn't really prepared for what I told her. After telling her the options, which are basically none, she started crying. Her friend was trying to support her and the owner said, "I wish I could die with the dog."
Now that's heavy.
Her husband died a year or two ago on March 23rd, and she wanted to put the dog to sleep on that day. I told her that the dog probably won't last that long.
She decided to say her good-byes tonight, and have the dog euthanized tomorrow. As they were leaving, I pulled the friend aside and gave her a pet loss brochure. It was then that the friend told me that the owner had just gotten done with 11 months of cancer treatment. It was then that I realized that the reason why the lady was taking it so hard was because I told her that I really suspect that her dog had cancer.
The irony is painful.
So, now I really feel like lump of a$$. It's been a rough day. I feel about as useless as tits on a boar hog.*
Count your blessings everyone, because now my problems don't seem so large when I compare them to what this widow lady has gone through.
Keep on keepin' on.
P.S. Sorry for the downer post-to-post writing. Hopefully, I'll write something a bit more on the up and up next time.
* I really don't feel that way. I just really like that saying, and I found a spot to throw it into this post. Sorry.
All heck has broken loose all day today, and I've been uber-busy. In the midst of it all, I get a 12 year old dog that is very, very sick. The owner is a middle-aged woman and her friend is in the room with her for moral support. I told the owner that her dog is on death's door. She wasn't really prepared for what I told her. After telling her the options, which are basically none, she started crying. Her friend was trying to support her and the owner said, "I wish I could die with the dog."
Now that's heavy.
Her husband died a year or two ago on March 23rd, and she wanted to put the dog to sleep on that day. I told her that the dog probably won't last that long.
She decided to say her good-byes tonight, and have the dog euthanized tomorrow. As they were leaving, I pulled the friend aside and gave her a pet loss brochure. It was then that the friend told me that the owner had just gotten done with 11 months of cancer treatment. It was then that I realized that the reason why the lady was taking it so hard was because I told her that I really suspect that her dog had cancer.
The irony is painful.
So, now I really feel like lump of a$$. It's been a rough day. I feel about as useless as tits on a boar hog.*
Count your blessings everyone, because now my problems don't seem so large when I compare them to what this widow lady has gone through.
Keep on keepin' on.
P.S. Sorry for the downer post-to-post writing. Hopefully, I'll write something a bit more on the up and up next time.
* I really don't feel that way. I just really like that saying, and I found a spot to throw it into this post. Sorry.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Amazing What The "Delete" Button Can Do
I've been working on cleaning out my photos lately. Those 1.43 readers out there that know me know that I take a BOATLOAD of pictures, and so naturally, I have a lot of pictures of Annie and I.
As I'm going through these photos, all digital, it's impossible not to take a stroll back down memory lane to the time when that given picture was taken. I have a lot of memories stored in these bits and bites on my computer.
It is also very "real" now. I have been removing these photos and moving them to another digital photo album - I guess that I'm not quite ready to get rid of them for good. That way I don't have to stare at the hundreds, if not thousands of pics I have of Annie and I every time I want to go through my digital photo album.
So it is with this in mind that I really started thinking about how with just a click of the button, all of those memories - those not stored in my brain - can simply vanish...without a trace. I guess it is just like in the real world. One day you are part of a couple, just like it has been for months and months. And then one day comes, and poof, you are by yourself again.
It is really very...final. It seems to take a while for everything to set in - I am single. It's not like I haven't realized this fact, I mean really realized it, but it is a bit more "real" now that I'm cleaning house, so to speak.
I really don't think that Annie is reading this anymore, but that's for the better. If she by some chance happens to stumble across this...know that I am very glad that we met. I thank God for our time together. You are a very special person, and you will make some man very happy to be your husband.
I guess this is all part of life. Getting new memories and photographs...and trying, in time, to forget old memories and deleting photographs.
Cheers.
Keep on keepin' on.
As I'm going through these photos, all digital, it's impossible not to take a stroll back down memory lane to the time when that given picture was taken. I have a lot of memories stored in these bits and bites on my computer.
It is also very "real" now. I have been removing these photos and moving them to another digital photo album - I guess that I'm not quite ready to get rid of them for good. That way I don't have to stare at the hundreds, if not thousands of pics I have of Annie and I every time I want to go through my digital photo album.
So it is with this in mind that I really started thinking about how with just a click of the button, all of those memories - those not stored in my brain - can simply vanish...without a trace. I guess it is just like in the real world. One day you are part of a couple, just like it has been for months and months. And then one day comes, and poof, you are by yourself again.
It is really very...final. It seems to take a while for everything to set in - I am single. It's not like I haven't realized this fact, I mean really realized it, but it is a bit more "real" now that I'm cleaning house, so to speak.
I really don't think that Annie is reading this anymore, but that's for the better. If she by some chance happens to stumble across this...know that I am very glad that we met. I thank God for our time together. You are a very special person, and you will make some man very happy to be your husband.
I guess this is all part of life. Getting new memories and photographs...and trying, in time, to forget old memories and deleting photographs.
Cheers.
Keep on keepin' on.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
A Strange Thing Happened At Work Today
I very rarely go up to the waiting areas of any of the vet clinics that I work in, for reasons that should be obvious. Unfortunately, at the clinic I'm working at today, you have to go out through the waiting area to go outside.
I decided that I needed a cup of coffee, and I walked out into the waiting room and straight to the door. As I was walking, I very briefly saw a woman squatting to get her cat out of it carrier. I only glanced at the scene for about 0.0001 seconds, and continued out the door.
About 3 minutes later, as I was rounding the corner to head back into the clinic, I noticed a car. I thought, "Hmmm, that looks just like Kim's car." Kim is the second of the match.com girls that didn't work out. I introduced her to this clinic, but as I continued walking to the clinic, I thought that it couldn't possibly be her car because I figured that she would go someplace else.
I was wrong.
I entered the clinic to see her standing there with her cat. She was pretty shocked to see me, because the last that she knew, I was only working here on Tuesdays. Also, I traded in my truck, so there is no way for her to think that I was working today.
Now can you say, "Awkward?" I walk up to her and we say very few words. Then I kinda wait there, not knowing what to say. You see kids, she is the one that stopped our dating. So I really didn't know what to do. I wasn't sure if she was going to explain anything or not. I stood there awkardly, kinda waiting for her to say something. She never did. Finally, she left, and before doing so she said, "It was good to see you again."
Liar.
It was a very odd moment of which I'd rather not relive again.
Keep on keepin' on.
I decided that I needed a cup of coffee, and I walked out into the waiting room and straight to the door. As I was walking, I very briefly saw a woman squatting to get her cat out of it carrier. I only glanced at the scene for about 0.0001 seconds, and continued out the door.
About 3 minutes later, as I was rounding the corner to head back into the clinic, I noticed a car. I thought, "Hmmm, that looks just like Kim's car." Kim is the second of the match.com girls that didn't work out. I introduced her to this clinic, but as I continued walking to the clinic, I thought that it couldn't possibly be her car because I figured that she would go someplace else.
I was wrong.
I entered the clinic to see her standing there with her cat. She was pretty shocked to see me, because the last that she knew, I was only working here on Tuesdays. Also, I traded in my truck, so there is no way for her to think that I was working today.
Now can you say, "Awkward?" I walk up to her and we say very few words. Then I kinda wait there, not knowing what to say. You see kids, she is the one that stopped our dating. So I really didn't know what to do. I wasn't sure if she was going to explain anything or not. I stood there awkardly, kinda waiting for her to say something. She never did. Finally, she left, and before doing so she said, "It was good to see you again."
Liar.
It was a very odd moment of which I'd rather not relive again.
Keep on keepin' on.
Wicked Crazy
My dating over the last 6 weeks or so has been...interesitng. Thankfully, I haven't met any girls that Big R would scream, "You're f*#$&ing crazy!!" to, so I have that going for me. Thankfully.
So, for those of you keeping score at home, I am officially 0-2 with the match.com girls, and 0-1 which will soon probably be 0-2 with the "real world" girls. I went out with the 2nd "real world" girl on Friday, and it went well, but I'm not too terribly positive that it's gonna go much farther than I can throw Big R. Or, that it's gonna go much farther than Cameltoes on a first date. Or, that it's gonna go much farther than Big Judy trying to walk home when he's stumbling drunk. Or...ah, I'm done with the references.
Tonight, I'm going to meet another "real world" girl. Lil N set me up with her. She seems really cool on the phone, and now I just hope that the looks match the personality. We shall see.
As a result of my VAST dating experience, I really don't get excited anymore before I go on a first date. I can't even count how many first dates I've had in my life, but I'd say that it is somewhere in the 30's by now. That's a lot of bad first dates. And how.
When I look on my life and where it's at now, I am blown away at how I'm not married by now. I'm living in a piece o' crap 1 bedroom apartment, I have no "real" job, I eat a lot of TV dinners, my place remains in a complete state of craziness, and my sheets get changed about twice a year. Who wouldn't want a cat like me?
All kidding aside, I really hope that I can find a house that is in a neighborhood not consisting of Bloods, ex-cons, and cats that ain't had a job in 22.5 years. I like hangin' wit da brothas as much as the next guy, but I'd at least like to live in a neighborhood that is safe, and where I won't have to worry about getting shot in a drive-by.
Tomorrow, I am heading out to look at 5 houses, and I ain't exactly as thrilled as an American Idol contestant about the likelihood of me buying one of them either. I don't know where else to look, or what else to do for that matter. We shall see.
That be all folks. I ain't got much else to say. Then again, when do I really have anything much to say?
Keep on keepin' on.
So, for those of you keeping score at home, I am officially 0-2 with the match.com girls, and 0-1 which will soon probably be 0-2 with the "real world" girls. I went out with the 2nd "real world" girl on Friday, and it went well, but I'm not too terribly positive that it's gonna go much farther than I can throw Big R. Or, that it's gonna go much farther than Cameltoes on a first date. Or, that it's gonna go much farther than Big Judy trying to walk home when he's stumbling drunk. Or...ah, I'm done with the references.
Tonight, I'm going to meet another "real world" girl. Lil N set me up with her. She seems really cool on the phone, and now I just hope that the looks match the personality. We shall see.
As a result of my VAST dating experience, I really don't get excited anymore before I go on a first date. I can't even count how many first dates I've had in my life, but I'd say that it is somewhere in the 30's by now. That's a lot of bad first dates. And how.
When I look on my life and where it's at now, I am blown away at how I'm not married by now. I'm living in a piece o' crap 1 bedroom apartment, I have no "real" job, I eat a lot of TV dinners, my place remains in a complete state of craziness, and my sheets get changed about twice a year. Who wouldn't want a cat like me?
All kidding aside, I really hope that I can find a house that is in a neighborhood not consisting of Bloods, ex-cons, and cats that ain't had a job in 22.5 years. I like hangin' wit da brothas as much as the next guy, but I'd at least like to live in a neighborhood that is safe, and where I won't have to worry about getting shot in a drive-by.
Tomorrow, I am heading out to look at 5 houses, and I ain't exactly as thrilled as an American Idol contestant about the likelihood of me buying one of them either. I don't know where else to look, or what else to do for that matter. We shall see.
That be all folks. I ain't got much else to say. Then again, when do I really have anything much to say?
Keep on keepin' on.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
My New Ride
I finally did it. I got rid of my calamity of a truck. It had MAJOR engine issues, that, even after 3 trips to the dealer, did not really resolve the problem.
So, what would you imagine that I would buy?
I bought a 2008 HUMMER H3. White. With the Adventure Package.
And what am I going to do with such a kick ass ride? I'm gonna use it like it's supposed to be used. In fact, in about 2 weeks, I am going to take my brother out for his birthday on a HUMMER half day driving class. It entails 1 hour of class that will teach us the "correct" way to drive off-road. I'd like to take this opportunity to state that both my brother and I are pretty good at driving off-road, but the class is part of the course. Plus, I'm sure that we will pick up a pointer or two from it. Then, we will get to spend 2-3 hours on the 2 different trails that they have. The instructor will be with us, to guide us along. I'm really, really pumped about the deal. Pretty crazy. I hope to have pics posted on here for all to enjoy.
I've had an interesting time in the dating world. I'm 0-3 so far. Actually, that's not too terribly bad. As they say, "Dating is a numbers game." And I guess I'll keep on keepin' on wit' it.
Lil N has sent me the info on a friend of a friend. I'm planning on talking to her tonight. Wish me luck.
Last night, I talked to the little sister of one of my high school friends. Our mothers work at the same school, and you know how mothers are. They got to talking about how their kids should get together. And as some famous dude once said, "There's a sucker born every minute." I guess I just may fit the bill, because we are going to go out this Saturday. I vaguely remember her from my younger days, but she is 4 years younger than I, so I bet I didn't see her but once or twice. Pretty crazy.
I've been working my my Adventures in Online Dating saga. One of the receptionists at one of the clinics that I work at used to be a proof-reader, so I've had her go over my memoirs. I edited the first half of it before she read it, and I found out that I had very few grammatical errors. *Author pats himself on the back*
So, I'm still kickin' it down life's single lane for now. I'm actually liking it, now that I've gotten used to it again.
Now that I've gotten the vehicle thing solved, I just need to nail down my housing situation. I'm going on "House Hunting Adventures: Take 3" next Friday, so wish me luck. I've got to get out of my piece o' crap apartment...and soon.
I hope all you cats out there are livin' large. I know I am.
Keep on keepin' on.
So, what would you imagine that I would buy?
I bought a 2008 HUMMER H3. White. With the Adventure Package.
And what am I going to do with such a kick ass ride? I'm gonna use it like it's supposed to be used. In fact, in about 2 weeks, I am going to take my brother out for his birthday on a HUMMER half day driving class. It entails 1 hour of class that will teach us the "correct" way to drive off-road. I'd like to take this opportunity to state that both my brother and I are pretty good at driving off-road, but the class is part of the course. Plus, I'm sure that we will pick up a pointer or two from it. Then, we will get to spend 2-3 hours on the 2 different trails that they have. The instructor will be with us, to guide us along. I'm really, really pumped about the deal. Pretty crazy. I hope to have pics posted on here for all to enjoy.
I've had an interesting time in the dating world. I'm 0-3 so far. Actually, that's not too terribly bad. As they say, "Dating is a numbers game." And I guess I'll keep on keepin' on wit' it.
Lil N has sent me the info on a friend of a friend. I'm planning on talking to her tonight. Wish me luck.
Last night, I talked to the little sister of one of my high school friends. Our mothers work at the same school, and you know how mothers are. They got to talking about how their kids should get together. And as some famous dude once said, "There's a sucker born every minute." I guess I just may fit the bill, because we are going to go out this Saturday. I vaguely remember her from my younger days, but she is 4 years younger than I, so I bet I didn't see her but once or twice. Pretty crazy.
I've been working my my Adventures in Online Dating saga. One of the receptionists at one of the clinics that I work at used to be a proof-reader, so I've had her go over my memoirs. I edited the first half of it before she read it, and I found out that I had very few grammatical errors. *Author pats himself on the back*
So, I'm still kickin' it down life's single lane for now. I'm actually liking it, now that I've gotten used to it again.
Now that I've gotten the vehicle thing solved, I just need to nail down my housing situation. I'm going on "House Hunting Adventures: Take 3" next Friday, so wish me luck. I've got to get out of my piece o' crap apartment...and soon.
I hope all you cats out there are livin' large. I know I am.
Keep on keepin' on.
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