The Times They Are a-Changin'

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Dear 2010,

Fuck you.

You were an absolute horrible time in my life and I'm glad that you're gone. The part of me that is optimistic and looks toward the future is so glad that we will never meet again. If I had a time-travelling knife, I would cut you right out of my life.

Confused? Let's discuss:

January - Plagued with constant illness

February - Paid money to find love only to be matched with complete ass hats with chihuahuas sticking out of their t-shirts or fantastic men with an inability to move forward. Priceless.

March - Damaged someone else's vehicle, was bailed out by my brother, and had a major row with my sister. And I didn't get the one I wanted.

April - Hit an all-time low in my emotional life

May - Got majorly offended and embarrassed my sister in a huge way

June - Gramma fell outrageously ill

July - I lost my baby

August - Gave this asshole my number

September - I had this day which was promptly followed by this dream

October - This post was distributed because people like to start drama. No, I'm still not sorry I wrote it.

November - I had a week-long battle with my mother and managed to fail at a meme

December - I realized that I'd lost a good friend and am having a war with a colleageue

You did nothing if not keep me humble. Everytime I tried to make a positive progression, you made sure to put me firmly back into my place. I am only so hateful because I had such high hopes for you. You and I were going to take on the world together. We had endless possibilities. Then you ruined it with your constant negativity.

Even the moments when everything was going as planned were draped in doubt and uncertainty.

I wouldn't take back any of your days because for every three blows you dealt, you were kind enough to offer me a day of solace.

With that, I look forward to 2011. It really doesn't have a choice but to be better. Because I am not afraid to punch a day in the face.

Thankful Thursday

I've been MIA on the blogging front lately and that's because I've been living life so much that I have yet to take the time to really process it all. This past weekend was insane. Saturday alone, I visited with 4 different friends. Between working my business and putting in massive amounts of quality time, the only other thing I can think to do is sleep. That doesn't mean that I don't have TONS of stories to share; it means that I haven't had time to put them all on paper.

With all that being said, I want to make sure that it doesn't come off as griping. I'm not griping. I guess the only thing I have to be sad about is that I don't keep in touch with people better. Now, that I'm reconnecting with all of my friends, I wish that we had stayed closer all this time.

And above all else, I feel truly thankful this week for everything. So many great memories are being formed and so much fun stuff is happening that it's making me wonder if this city is where I really belong after all.

All that aside, this week, I found myself being thankful for:

1. sunny days - I always took them for granted until we only had 4 of them in May


2. rain - it makes for warm food and good conversation


3. $10 pizzas - I don't care who you are, that's a good deal


4. bad decisions - they make for great stories


5. the teenagers that serve my popcorn at the movie theatre - our local theatre just went completely self-serve but the prices are still outrageously absurd. I wondered aloud why I had to pour my own Slushee and then pay $5 for the privilege


6. people that talk with their hands - I will never think of mac 'n' cheese the same way again


7. football movies


8. "It's raining nuts!" - Dora the Explorer -- BAHAHAHAHAHAA!


9. gas points - they equal cheap gas which equals more travel which equals more fun times


10. Brinner - it's breakfast for dinner


11. having more than one mom - I felt like the Kleenex commercial. I was sick last night and when I got tired of one mom I just sat with another. It was the ultimate cure.

Waaahhhh!!!

That's right. I'm crying because I don't feel good. No, it's not your fault and no, there's not a whole lot you could do to make me feel better. I just wanted to put it out there. When I went to call my boss all heI got out was, "Hey, Tim?" before he said, "Crap! Have a good day".

Being sick isn't all that bad except that I felt especially lazy. Looking around at all the things to be picked up, sorted, washed, disinfected -- I should have been working not popping DVDs in and out of the player and drinking chicken soup.

Good news is my Mom popped in. Bad news is she stayed for two hours and lambasted me about everything from my bad ear to the vents that I "must stay on [my] landlord about or they will never come and clean them!" *sigh*

Well, my dears. That's all for now.

What Time Is It?

It's 9:35 am. But it feels like it should be 9:35pm because my head is about to explode. I feel horrible. Even worst than the last time I was sick. It must be from the 20 degree drop in temperature on Monday. Sometimes, I hate this place.

I did drag my butt to the scale this morning though. .1 pounds loss. I'm not even going to put it on the ticker. I'm sure its just from the loss of food I experienced around 3 o' clock this morning.

Ethan needs to hurry up and get here so I can start taking sick days again.