Much love to you all, and thanks for your words of support. My uncle is doing better at the moment - he had to have quadruple bypass surgery, which is pretty hairy stuff for anyone but especially for someone in his condition. Nevertheless, he made it through okay, so at the moment there is at least cause for guarded optimism for the immediate future. My aunt is not doing so well, with the strain of everything that's going on. She's not in very good health either, and is getting little support from her daughter, or her three adult grandchildren, all of whom she raised herself because her daughter was too much of a lazy fuckup to do it herself. So my dad and I will probably be visiting her a bit more frequently the next few weeks, and I may be spending the next few weekends up there.
I had a strange day today at work - I got off the light rail and ascended the escalator at the Cityplace station to get into the building where I work (aptly named the Cityplace building), and was greeted at the top of the escalators by a woman with a microphone and what looked like a digital recorder. At first I thought she was some crank, and them I noticed the logo on the mike said KRLD-1080. So, yeah, while running half an hour late for work, I managed to put in an interview. The lady asked me if I had heard about the London bombings, which I hadn't, and asked me if I had ever felt unsafe riding on DART (our local transit system). I said that I had, particularly after 9/11, but not so much lately (well, until today, that is). After further questioning, I managed to share that despite the risks, I was not going to let a few radical religious fanatics scare me away from getting to work every day. Of course, I was talking about the Republicans as much as I was about al-Qaeda. But yeah, having that be the first conversation I had after getting off a train in the middle of an underground rail station was a bit disconcerting.
I had a good conversation last night with a girl that I graduated from UTD with last spring. It was the first time we had talked in several months, so it was really cool getting back in touch with her. Of course, it doesn't hurt that she is a total knockout with a sweet personality, who I have had a thing for since I met her. But the thing is, she's actually single now. So we'll see how that goes...
Other than that, things are not so great right now. Aside from my uncle and aunt's problems, my life is in a state of flux right now (that's flux, not Flux). I am about to go through a bunch of upheaval in the weeks and months ahead - I will definitely be changing jobs, and at this point it's just an issue of where and what I'll be doing. I will also be moving, which may or may not go over so well with my roommate. I'm not sure how he's going to take my wanting to move out, but I am really sick of living in Oak Cliff. I feel really isolated out here - most of my friends live further north, and I'm relying on the bus so that makes socializing extremely difficult, both with them and with some of the people that I've met here. At the same time, I'm afraid of hurting my friend's feelings. Things are already kind of strained between the two of us for reasons that I don't fully understand, and I'm afraid that this will make things worse. He's my best friend and has been there through some really tough times for me in the past, so this whole thing really has me feeling conflicted. But I've got to get out of here, so it will have to be broached with him.
On top of all that, I'm in full swing on my physical therapy, which started out well but is really a huge pain in the ass. My PT lady says I already have good range of motion and should regaing full range of motion before it's all over with, but the tradeoff is that I'm having more pain right now while I'm getting the right arm back into the swing of things. And beyond that, I'm in woefully bad shape generally speaking. So it's time to get off my lazy ass and lose some weight.
I'm really not happy with my life right now, and it's time to shake things up a bit. This is as much for all of you as it is for me - I'm sure you guys will like Happy Macaque much more than Sullen Macaque, and I'm also sure that you're tired of hearing Sullen Macaque bitch and moan all the time. I'll probably continue to be scarce for the next few weeks as I sort all this out, but I promise I won't be disappearing entirely, and will stop by as time permits in the interim.
I had a strange day today at work - I got off the light rail and ascended the escalator at the Cityplace station to get into the building where I work (aptly named the Cityplace building), and was greeted at the top of the escalators by a woman with a microphone and what looked like a digital recorder. At first I thought she was some crank, and them I noticed the logo on the mike said KRLD-1080. So, yeah, while running half an hour late for work, I managed to put in an interview. The lady asked me if I had heard about the London bombings, which I hadn't, and asked me if I had ever felt unsafe riding on DART (our local transit system). I said that I had, particularly after 9/11, but not so much lately (well, until today, that is). After further questioning, I managed to share that despite the risks, I was not going to let a few radical religious fanatics scare me away from getting to work every day. Of course, I was talking about the Republicans as much as I was about al-Qaeda. But yeah, having that be the first conversation I had after getting off a train in the middle of an underground rail station was a bit disconcerting.
I had a good conversation last night with a girl that I graduated from UTD with last spring. It was the first time we had talked in several months, so it was really cool getting back in touch with her. Of course, it doesn't hurt that she is a total knockout with a sweet personality, who I have had a thing for since I met her. But the thing is, she's actually single now. So we'll see how that goes...
Other than that, things are not so great right now. Aside from my uncle and aunt's problems, my life is in a state of flux right now (that's flux, not Flux). I am about to go through a bunch of upheaval in the weeks and months ahead - I will definitely be changing jobs, and at this point it's just an issue of where and what I'll be doing. I will also be moving, which may or may not go over so well with my roommate. I'm not sure how he's going to take my wanting to move out, but I am really sick of living in Oak Cliff. I feel really isolated out here - most of my friends live further north, and I'm relying on the bus so that makes socializing extremely difficult, both with them and with some of the people that I've met here. At the same time, I'm afraid of hurting my friend's feelings. Things are already kind of strained between the two of us for reasons that I don't fully understand, and I'm afraid that this will make things worse. He's my best friend and has been there through some really tough times for me in the past, so this whole thing really has me feeling conflicted. But I've got to get out of here, so it will have to be broached with him.
On top of all that, I'm in full swing on my physical therapy, which started out well but is really a huge pain in the ass. My PT lady says I already have good range of motion and should regaing full range of motion before it's all over with, but the tradeoff is that I'm having more pain right now while I'm getting the right arm back into the swing of things. And beyond that, I'm in woefully bad shape generally speaking. So it's time to get off my lazy ass and lose some weight.
I'm really not happy with my life right now, and it's time to shake things up a bit. This is as much for all of you as it is for me - I'm sure you guys will like Happy Macaque much more than Sullen Macaque, and I'm also sure that you're tired of hearing Sullen Macaque bitch and moan all the time. I'll probably continue to be scarce for the next few weeks as I sort all this out, but I promise I won't be disappearing entirely, and will stop by as time permits in the interim.
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hopey:
Happy fucking birthday.
xgenehawk:
oh shit, you are 34 ... sorry man it had to happen eventually