Okay, so I'm feeling pretty good...quite a few beers and the shift has been made to Absolut on the rocks (my favorite, and a constant homage to Pops), yet I'm lucid enough to type.
Bought me a new laptop...pretty sweet, very fast. But I need my boy to hook it up with all the free stuff that I need. He has me covered, and I can wait a few days. My old laptop works just fine, but it's not shiny and new!
As for Sports, not a whole bunch to report, at least in my eyes. Last I checked the line for the Super Bowl was at 7....I was hoping that all the Steelers fans would bump it up to 9, and then I'd lay a tease on the Cardinals and the over....that sounds smart, but I'm kinda drunk, so who knows.
So, you'd think I'd be more hyper trying to find a job, but not so much. I think it's because I don't really care, I have faith that it will work itself out, although I swear I should go back to school for counseling, as I think I've been giving everyone either an ear to bend or advice. Everyone except you, KP! I envy how you have your life on lockdown. You know what it is and what it isn't. When I open up my Male Finishing School you'll be my Professor of 'Calm the hell down, you're married, not Dead' department. Let me know if that suits you.
I had a date tonight, not from the internet, either. I'm not affected by this layoff. I'm 33, and this is the 3rd time in 5 years. It's not that I don't care, it's my belief that I'm going to be fine. I hope I get a job that allows me to goof off a ton so I can write more.
As for the date, it went fine. I met her once before, she's a very nice girl. Has a lot to say, very bright. Not sure if she does it for me, but she'd be a cool girl to hang out with.
I have dinner with a good friend tomorrow who will probably want to slap me for pursuing this certain woman off at a distance, but oh well. It's my life. And I think that I actually believe that statement. I have no prediliction to what could happen, I'm just letting it be. It's a very, very novel concept for me, but in a very short time I've come to like it. Without being selfish, either. I've just made a conscious decision that I'm not going to apologize for being me. I like who I'm turning into. Good heart, good head, looks out for others, helps old ladies cross the street, calls his Mother once a week, principled. Why apologize for that?
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