Saturday, November 9, 2013

Day 3 - Blisters

"I'm tired, son," the 28 year old said to no one. "These bones of mine ache is ways they should yet without the abundance they do."

I've been hitting this teeter-totter thing as of late. One group of friends gets sick, and I follow suit. I heal. Another group of friends gets sick. See where I'm going with this? Meh, it's just annoying, nothing big. 

Took my pants off in a room full of tattooed men today. Thought that would sound more "woah" in my head. Meh. I had my consultation for my new tattoo today, and lucked out that I'd already made my first appointment months ago. T-Day, as it were, is December 19th and I'm looking at a leg sleeve, ankle to mid thigh. Ouch, yes. Also fairly pretty and badass. Anyhow, talking over the "what to expect" and price has further pushed my ever-growing budget conscious side. I like saving for things tangible. It's very exciting, I swear! Oh, also: fuck, I'm scared of how much this'll hurt. Stoked and scared. It's a good thing. The guy is a freak of nature talent, I'm in good hands, and it's happening soon. Woot.

More on this habitRPG thing. It's day 4 I think. My guy now has leather armor and a sword, and I just unlocked the ability to get drops. Drops are what usually fall from monsters, post ganking. In this case, the monsters are your habits, dailies, etc. I got a freaking panda in an egg! Then a magical potion that could hatch him...as a skeletal creature. Not thrilled, but still cool. This program is really motivating the crap out of me. There will be more on this.

With all this in mind, as it gets colder, I'm finding myself sinking into a nice day-to-day. I've never had one of those. Most of my jobs have been scattered, the same with my passions. I have never really had a set schedule, save for school (which I'm very much looking forward to getting back to this winter). The thing I'm noticing most is that I'm happier. It's really simple and yeah, I know that structure giving someone clarity isn't a new concept, but I'm new to it. I like it. I feel like an adult. I can see my path more clearly these past few days. I'm very excited to see what the next few months hold.

Day 3 into learning guitar. My fingers fuckin' hurt! Could only erk out about a half an hour before I got pissed at my digits. But seriously, Rocksmith is a win. Get yours today. Really. Do it. Now. Here, I'll help: http://www.amazon.com/Rocksmith-2014-Guitar-Bundle-PlayStation-3-Playstation/dp/B00F9GPZP0/ref=sr_1_8?s=videogames&ie=UTF8&qid=1384064608&sr=1-8&keywords=rocksmith 



I need to perform. It's eating at me. My +1 moment of the week, I feel, has been my reaching out to things I need. Specifically: massage envy (win), and my attempt to acquire another dance mentor. I've had a great many teachers and supporters, but I've never had a real male role model in solo dance (Steven and Mikey, I miss you guys. Lindy Woot). There will be more on that later, for sure, but I done good here. I'm pleased and proud with/of myself for swallowing my timid nature and asking for help. 

This scattered post is brought to you by the good folks at "Sick With a Smile," an Andrew Slac joint.

Oh, and my back is tight as all hell after hitting the rink yesterday. Such a blast. One of the best nights in a while. I hear tell and look forward to what's next, which threatens to be laser tag / go-carts. But truly next is the good ol' Good Foot for soul night next Friday. But more on that, as well, later. A powerful hunger calls. Starvin' over here. Also, my kitchen reeks and is in need of a scrubbin'. 

I must away.

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