went to happy hour last night with people from work - got a ton of pics, ate gator tail with fries and discovered that Dos Equis on tap is just not as fun and when it's in the bottle.
This week has been busy in a frantic way where we got behind on Tuesday and Wednesday so we had to catch up Thursday and Friday was working its self out. there are days that i feel so incredibly unproductive because i set myself up to handle all the little shit we really shoudln't and now i have a million little things come at me all day. i need to fix the SD card so i can have the little music reader on all day again. Social Distortion and NIN, all day baby! at least they kept me motivated.
so, my first step in correcting the wrongnesses in my life was start to eat better and less. done. i was feeling a little back sliding lately, but i am recognizing that and taking steps to prevent it.
the second step was to drink more water. i skipped it in the beginning, but i'm coming back to it and even bought a huge flat of bottles and i drank 1 1/2 bottles so far. hey, don't judge! this was harder for me to do than it was to do number three.
the third step was to quit smoking. check one two, check one two, CHECK! i had one cigarrette since my birthday - it was the week after and i couldn't even smoke half of it. i still catch a whiff and feel a sudden need but i'm used to that - certain perfumes and colognes do the same damn thing to me.
the fourth step was to be more sociable. this was the hardest for me. i don't usually go out and never really had unless it was as half of a couple. at that point, i was all about "us" and no one else really intruded into my little world. this doesn't count the group gatherings we'd go to, but still, out as half a couple with 4 of our friends . . . still a small bubble. the wild house parties aren't really much different because i didn't want to "play" with the people available so i got away with the minimum by staying behind the camera. a kiss is a kiss and i am not shy about them, no big deal, no harm no foul, keep moving to the next photo op.
now, i am hanging with a different croud and they don't get my humor more often than not and they are not as physical. they are nice but have smaller, more closed minds. i'm sifting through them to pick out the gems hidden in there but its slow going with random foot-in-mouth moments. hell, to be honest, most of them think i'm insane but that is nothing new to me. i keep all the cards on the table and don't get embroiled in little dramas and so far everything is coming up slowly but surely. i hope.
the fith step was moving so that The Ronica can come home. i'm scared that no matter where i move, she won't come home. i'm scared that no matter what i do, she won't want to come home. i'm scared that i won't find one. hell, i'm just fucking scared. this is the biggest, most important thing in my life and i feel like i'm screwing it up. (The Ronica, that is)
speaking of The Princess Ronica, it's time to go get her so i must jet.
confessed on Saturday, Nov. 04, 2006