I've Got That Cat Scratch Fever!

For the cat lover who is too lazy to actually pet their cat!

My Shangri-La Beneath The Summer Moon, I Will Return Again

I looked into the mirror tonight after I shaved.  I look like I've lost ten years.  Ten of the most odd, eventful, dull, heartbreaking, extremely joyful, normal, stupid years of my life.

I was thinking...Given the option to go back in time and change one thing, would I do it?  The answer is probably not.

Even though things were stupid there for a while, it looks like it is all starting to shake out and calm down. 

I can only hope.

The year of our Lord 2014 has been extremely rough and extremely joyful.  I'm hoping to top it off with a change in job, but we shall see.  I can but pray.

I Guess I'll Just Keep On Ramblin'

So this is me sitting in Starbucks. 

More than ten years after it opened.

Still coming here.

Still sitting and thinking and listening to people gossip and talk to each other.

Still learning about the Human Condition by being a passive observer.

I sit and think about what it is that brings me to this point in my life. What decisions led to other decisions that led to me sitting here.

I have decided that I need to write.  At least one small thing here every day like I used to be so very good at until about ten years ago.

Even if the things do not make sense.

I am well aware of the fact that no one actually reads this. And I am sort of glad of that fact for now.  Maybe one day I will make the rest of the world aware of the existence of this little corner of the internets, but I do not believe I am ready for that day.  Maybe when I have the last twelve years (at least) of writings and ramblings posted, and all of the photo adventuring posted. And all of the paper writings scanned and put where they need to be.

I really hope that when this tapestry...My tapestry is woven (for better or worse) that it is not a tapestry of a shallow, callous person who is only walking through this existence in a haze and simply using oxygen.

I have recently realized that I genuinely want to be a person who makes a difference somewhere to someone, somehow.

And I realize how ego-centric that sounds.  Although for the first time, I feel like I can apply that particular label to me.  So maybe there is hope?

Anyway, peace out, yo.

If You Cut Every Corner It Is Really Not So Bad

So I am going to install a ceiling fan in the bedroom I plan to use for an office. Flipping breakers today trying to find the correct one. Turns out the one marked "Basement" also does the last bedroom upstairs and tthe bathroom also upstairs. 
On the off chance that I actually buy this house, I am just going to rip out all of the walls and wires and do it correctly, because wow...Just wow.

The Crazed Birds Raid The Trees

Explanations are in order with regard to date/tagging practices on this here blog.

Two of the tags will always be the year the post was created and the blog it started out on.  Seeing as this Blooger account did not exist before 2014, there may be some confusion with regard to the photo posts that are tagged with blogger before 2014.  I'm trying to keep all of my adventures in chronological order and since they haven't been posted anywhere but Blogger, well. You get the idea.

Any questions?

No?

PERFECT!

I Get Up In The Morning And It's Just Another Day

Recently I was thinking.

Thinking a lot about the things I have seen, done, and allowed myself to be pushed into doing.

But mostly that last part.  Mostly how much that last part has been true for my life.

I sort of allowed myself to be pushed into joining the Army. That was a fun experience that I will not regret.

I had a couple of bad weeks at Arby's one year and someone made a job offer that seemed too good to refuse. I planned to spend a few months at it and go back to full time at Arby's ready to move up and get a good life set up.  Instead I allowed myself to be pushed into a job I neither like or care about.  Then there is the part where my current living situation is sort of prohibitive of moving away from it.  Although that part is changing.

I also allowed myself to be pushed into a living arrangement a few years ago that I...Am just going to leave it at that for now. I am still not quite all together mentally from that.  I was reading back through the past and wondering what had to be done to just feel like Me again.

I feel like I have gotten a pretty decent start on that.  Looking into a career change, one that possibly involves relocating. Which is fine. Reconnecting with some people from years gone by is always nice. I am going to have some fun in a forest with some pretty awesome people next weekend with a camera if all goes as planned, so that will help. 

Worst case I could always go back to Arby's for a while...I guess?

But I have always been of the belief that where jobs are concerned the past is in the past, and each new day brings a different opportunity. I just have to see what window is open as the old door swings shut on the way out.

Peace out, yo.