scenes from the city

It has been a while I think since my last post. It has been the same story as the last 18 months in which I don't have much to write about as I am job searching and applying to whatever I can find, but not haven success. What can I do though? I have applied to part time jobs and haven't heard anything from then either. I am now going to become a professional lottery player and hope to bring home the powerball soon.

Thanksgiving was enjoyable 2 weeks ago. I ran in a 5k turkey trot Thanksgiving morning with Allie which was fun. After running the 5k I can't comprehend how I finished a marathon. I must have been on some crazy stuff, because, though I'm not running much these days, I was still a little fatigued after the trot. It is nice running when you know there is some awesome food and football (though shitty games) waiting for you.

Bob was home over thanksgiving which was rather awesome. It would be mighty sweet if he moved back here, but I don't blame him for not doing so. His thanksgiving fire was a lot of fun. There were drunk shenanigans that I looked forward to repeating when he is home for in a few weeks at his Christmas fire. The only thing that sucked was waking up at 9 am to his family getting back from the lake home. Andy, Becca, and myself were all in the living room sprawled out when the door opened and Andy and myself looked at each other with the "god dammit" look on our faces. The worst part is bob told us that they were coming home early and his room is so dark we could have slept all day. Instead we just left (separately) but concluded through text messages in our respective beds before passing out (for me, he probably got laid...jealous) that the rude awakening was a very depressing end to a great night.

The following night was Chris's birthday potluck, sausage fest, video game extravaganza. I brought a crave case from White Castle (and will be bringing one to the Christmas fire mentioned above as well). It was a fun night that involved halo (for queers right chris?) and eating a lot of food. My body hated me (and still hates me as I have been eating shitty for about 6 weeks straight) and the next morning my stomach just didn't feel good. Happy Birthday Chris! I hope it was a good one, and I will say my crave case was the best food there, hands down.

My birthday was last Monday, the 7th of December. I don't expect people to remember it, but they did, most because of facebook, so because of the Pearl Harbor association. I got some nice under armour coldgear stuff for working out in the winter (I hate the snow on the ground. I love running in the winter, but its pointless to run when snow is on the streets. It is too easy to get injured running on a surface that can be slippery). I hope to be able to use them soon. I used them the other morning when I was shoveling at 6:30 (not depressing because it was still dark. It gets depressing when the sun comes up and its frigid out) when the wind was blowing 25-35 mph and the wind chill was around -10. They worked rather impressively and kept me warm, so I am sold on those as being kick ass.

I have been hanging out with Andy and Chris lately. They are the only 2 people I see frequently, as everyone else has actually done something with themselves. We usually play video games until the wee hours and then I go home and lay in bed and wonder where I fucked up. I still haven't put a finger on it, but I think the words "hey want to play street hockey today" back in 2003 might have something to do with it...

I have been getting an itch to smoke weed again. I haven't smoked weed for a looooooooooooooooong time. I haven't been high (with no alcohol, only weed) since high school and I have an itch. I don't think my watching Weeds is helping the cause either. I guess I am cool with pills too. Xanax (never taken), any Narcotic, ritalin, anything to soften me up a little bit. I can see this being a problem, and the reason why I stopped smoking way back was because I liked it too much. Well, I still feel the same way, but am slowly breaking. I had a quality conversation with Andy and Jill a week ago about weed. Is this normal? I assume so, I am just kinda sick of living in a vanilla world.

I have been in negotiations with Andy about possibly moving in with him. Stay tuned for further details.

I am 24 years old and wish I wasn't. This past decade went by so fast and my pops tells me that it only goes faster as you get older. I can see how that happens and it is not sitting too well with me. I will try and put a best of the decade list going before the new year. I really have no idea what the next year brings for me, let along the next decade, but I do know that I want spring to come sooner than later.

Sick of this cold weather

Ron