So between figuring out how to put up photos and getting my first friend (thank you, Blyss), I'm finally starting to get the hang of being an active part of the SG community. Word.
Keeping a journal online is going to be an interesting change for me. Not only have I not kept a journal in 6 years, at which time I was obsessed with such a thing, but if for no other reason than the brevity and public nature of an online journal, I'll be surely babbling from a different perspective.
I just turned 32 a few weeks ago, and as shamed as I am to admit that the oh-shit-I'm-in-my-30s anxiety caught up with me, I realized that, over the past 2 years, it has. The job I had didn't reward me with that overdeserved promotion or a decent paycheck, I'd fallen off the wagon of my vows for a healthy lifestyle, and I was starting to think that whatever happens during this decade, I'd better make sure I get the wife-potential girlfriend, paycheck amenable to my college peers, and stability that Mom & Dad will sign off on.
Not that those things aren't good to have, but in wanting to avoid the Life Rut pitfalls of thinking that those are the most important things to achieve / obtain. . . well, I guess that's what's led me to actually being active on this board, as opposed to just looking at beautiful boobies and booties (for which, SGs, I thank you immensely -- you're all a visual dessert in your own ways).
Whats next? Keep on keepin' on, for lack of a better answer. The work that keeps me busy day in and day out is the stuff I could be happy doing for years to come (especially if it finally leads to a paycheck). I'm finding time to write more again, and more importantly, I'm remembering why I was so reliant on it in the first place. Perhaps this hasn't demonstrated it, but I'm an expressive sumbitch yo.
As for the health, well, I'm still as determined as before to get down to a reasonable fighting weight of 190 or less (I'm at about 221 now, so here's me inviting you to join me on the ride down the scale). Funny, because the last time I went on a hardcore diet, right after I got diagnosted as type-2 diabetic on the day after my 30th birthday (get the 3-oh significance now?), it felt like there wasn't anything in the world I could eat -- now I discover there's plenty of diabetic-related cookbooks and recipies that are damn good and filling.
I suppose thats just another example that in life, it's never too late, and you're never too old. You can always pick up the pieces, hit the restart button, and keep on keepin' on.
And with that, the Tan Dynasty is back.
Keeping a journal online is going to be an interesting change for me. Not only have I not kept a journal in 6 years, at which time I was obsessed with such a thing, but if for no other reason than the brevity and public nature of an online journal, I'll be surely babbling from a different perspective.
I just turned 32 a few weeks ago, and as shamed as I am to admit that the oh-shit-I'm-in-my-30s anxiety caught up with me, I realized that, over the past 2 years, it has. The job I had didn't reward me with that overdeserved promotion or a decent paycheck, I'd fallen off the wagon of my vows for a healthy lifestyle, and I was starting to think that whatever happens during this decade, I'd better make sure I get the wife-potential girlfriend, paycheck amenable to my college peers, and stability that Mom & Dad will sign off on.
Not that those things aren't good to have, but in wanting to avoid the Life Rut pitfalls of thinking that those are the most important things to achieve / obtain. . . well, I guess that's what's led me to actually being active on this board, as opposed to just looking at beautiful boobies and booties (for which, SGs, I thank you immensely -- you're all a visual dessert in your own ways).
Whats next? Keep on keepin' on, for lack of a better answer. The work that keeps me busy day in and day out is the stuff I could be happy doing for years to come (especially if it finally leads to a paycheck). I'm finding time to write more again, and more importantly, I'm remembering why I was so reliant on it in the first place. Perhaps this hasn't demonstrated it, but I'm an expressive sumbitch yo.
As for the health, well, I'm still as determined as before to get down to a reasonable fighting weight of 190 or less (I'm at about 221 now, so here's me inviting you to join me on the ride down the scale). Funny, because the last time I went on a hardcore diet, right after I got diagnosted as type-2 diabetic on the day after my 30th birthday (get the 3-oh significance now?), it felt like there wasn't anything in the world I could eat -- now I discover there's plenty of diabetic-related cookbooks and recipies that are damn good and filling.
I suppose thats just another example that in life, it's never too late, and you're never too old. You can always pick up the pieces, hit the restart button, and keep on keepin' on.
And with that, the Tan Dynasty is back.
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<<as Bill Paxton said in ALIENS "yeah man, but its the dry heat.">>
LOL! That's so weird: I was JUST THINKING of that line the other day. Total mind meld there.
A friend of mine was visiting in Massachusetts last month, and he flew back to LA, and the first thing he told me was how happy he was to be out of the New England humidity. He's supposed to help me find an apartment if I decide to move out there next year. If this stickiness continues, I may jump at the opportunity!
The freemasons, based on the Order of the Knight Templar.This was an organization, to be pleasantly vague, based on the martial principles of the 11th to 14 the Century Knightly warfare conditions, mostly sword, heavy sword, and most importantly, the lance, effectly mostly thru the heavy charge of the Cavalry line at any given opposing army. The mace, ect and other assotred weapons ect. The poor Knights of the Temple of Solomon were a monasic knightly order founded under the idea of the fighting, thusly rightous, monks. The idea of the Shoalin and Templars being similar is a nice idea but mistaken, while the Buddhist believed in peace, my Templar/Masonic brothers BELIEVED they believed in peace and were a militaristic knightly order with monastic principes.
and yes, my children are damn cute..made them myself.
And questions on any of them, write or gimmi a call on my tool free line on my profile
Andreas