dasramblings

Well shit, I’m 34 now. It sucks but it’s also cool. It’s cool because for the first time in my life I feel excellent. I’m in a good place with a good job and excellent friends.

Last year at this time I was laid off, had no direction and didn’t know what I was doing. This year I’m sitting in a nice place and being pretty much content.

I guess this past year has taught me to never settle. Always take some chances and go for it. The feeling of accomplishment when things are achieved is unprecedented. I can only hope that 34 to 35 will be even better.

Anyway, that’s all I got. I’m going to try to not get as fucked up in recent weeks so I can go on a tirade about shit.

L8z.

I haven’t written for awhile and for that I apologize.

Why is because I’ve been TOO blasted, too tired or just too damn uninterested to put my fingers to the keyboard.

Tonight I’m awake while everyone is sleeping. It’s annoying. I had a rough day battling the evils of a hangover and when I finally recover everyone is crashed out. I need to get on a better schedule I suppose.

Anyway, um.. fuck.. I have nothing. I need something to go off about. Someone give me an idea or subject and I’ll be more than happy to write something about it.

Ham.