Hello Again...

Hi there.

I know, I've been away for a bit. Not normal of me lately to go so long without posting. But it is what it is. I did write parts of one really fantastic post I think. But it wasn't quite ready, it wasn't quite finished. And now it's turned into something of a manifesto and I intend to keep working on it because it was the first thing in quite awhile that I was actually proud of writing.

The last few weeks have been, at the very least, interesting. Not a lot has happened, but enough has happened to keep me busy. I've sort of enjoyed them. I've had some wicked dreams these past few days as well, and that doesn't necessarily bode well for the near future. But we'll ride it out like we always do and just see what happens.

So what brings me back today of all days?

Well first off it's absolutely dead in the office. We have to be here because we still have buses running, but we're as ready as we can be for the start of things Monday. So I've got some time.

Second, I'm feeling pretty good today after a few days where I feel like I could have gone either way. So that's a pretty big plus. This weekend could be great or it could be disastrous, but I feel like I'm totally prepared to find out either way.

And finally, I just sort of missed writing here. So let me catch you up with what's been going on in my life lately. As if you gave a shit.

I was just coming off a stretch of dealing with some tricky situations. One I had decided how to deal with and was sticking strong to that course of action, another I was Machiavelli-ing in ways only I can but still not totally confident that it was going to go my way, and the third I was just sort of ignoring and hoping that would buy me some time to figure out a way for it to end well...or not end at all. None of it was the end of the world. But it sure as hell felt that way. So I'm coming off this stretch...and things got weirder.

Let me drop a few semi-crucial scene setting elements for you before I get going. First, anyone that knows me knows that for the last two years or so the ways I've balanced myself using scotch, comic books, and Eastern European go-go dancers. Judge away. If it wasn't for Glenlivet, Dark Horse Comics, and a pretty cute Moldovan chick I might not still be here right now. But in the past few months I've pretty much cut two of those three things out of my weekly routine. I've been in go-go bars more than your average person (once a month maybe?) and certainly read more comics than your average 28 year old (Come on, they put out two The Goon trade paperbacks in two months ,what was I supposed to do?) but the time dedicated to either one of those pursuits is a fraction of what it was seven or eight months ago. The reason? I just don't need either one of those things as much as I did seven or eight months ago. I still like to pay a visit to an old friend whenever I can, and I've still got a slow trickle of pre-ordered statues coming in (including my commission which just arrived) but it just seems like the joy I needed to draw from those things a year ago at this time isn't necessary right this second, and so they recede into a more tertiary position in my life. So I don't get to chatter incessantly and excitedly about doing shots with a half dozen nineteen year old Russian chicks, or the really nifty light up Iron Man statue I just got, or the fact that there are comics that mix things like God, assasins, and Irish Vampires. It doesn't mean I take less joy in any of these things (how can you take less joy from Iron Man and/or Russian chicks?) it just means I'm probably going to talk about it less. Anyway, where was I?

Oh yeah, not drinking in a go-go bar with an Iron Man statue. Actually I was at an all girls catholic school sitting in a class talking about not fucking kids. How's that for a transition? So last Thursday if I've got my timing correct a bunch of us church like types had to go to this keeping children safe thing so that we can continue being church like types and not pediophiles by default. We reacted to that exactly like you think we'd react to that. But we went anyway. Afterwards we grabbed a bite to eat and then after that we went and saw Transformers, which was pretty horrible. Then everything sort of went dark. Friday night I hung out with my little brother and sister. Saturday I was at my mom's house for a bit and then Sunday was mostly a blur. Monday I was working when Kevin, Al, and Alyssa stopped by to hang out for a bit. Tuesday is another blur. Wednesday night I grabbed dinner with Adge, then went to the Open Youth Room, then went to see Public Enenmies with Adge, Alyssa, Kevin, Al, and Boyle #2. The movie was pretty good, but definitely not great. It was weird though because on the way out we noticed that one of the actors from the movie had been sitting in the theater watching it with us. Last night I stopped by my mom's house for a minute to see my aunt, stopped by Rivara's for a drink with Tim, my father, and the guys from work, and then headed over to Wizards for a few drinks with Collette and Fish who was there with so many people I thought Jerry was going quit and stop serving drinks. It was a fun night. Tonight I'm going up to Palisades to see Transformers in IMAX with Jere, House, and Nate. I know what you're thinking, I thought the movie was horrible. But maybe it will be better when it's bigger and the seats are less comfortable. Probably not. But maybe.

Anyway...we'll see how the next few days go. See what sort of mood it leaves me in. I've got to sit down next week and take a long hard look at my financial situation, and my health, and my life in general. Maybe I'll do that Wednesday. Right after lunch. Maybe not. I don't know.

But I do know I have to do it sometime. And it should probably be soon. I'm getting worse even if I'm feeling better, and I really need to do something about that.

So a little bit of hello again, and a little bit of goodbye. But mostly just see you soon. Would I lie?