Under the Virtual Radar

So I deleted all of my legitimate and dummy Twitter, Facebook, etc. accounts.

Now I'm just a virtual apparition on the internet, so I guess that means I'm real. Sorry, I have no use for collective noise.

In L.A.

So last night I drove to LA with Shaun. We met up with Shari and Michael and hung out on some hill. I don't remember much about this part.

The next part, the four of us plus my father were heading to some Disney attraction. We went down in the elevator into a large dimly lit room. A 18" raised state was in the middle of the room with a drum set on it. CC Deville, with his fluffy white hair, from Poison sat at the drums, which is funny since he plays guitar. A woman came out to sing and I asked Shari who it was. She knew, but I forget the name, and said she wanted to move over by the dance floor so Sophie could dance. I waved my father over, but he wanted to sit on a bench instead of the floor.

Then Poison came on and played "Talk Dirty To Me". I followed my father over to the doors. We waited and when it was done, the Disney experience continued. The doors opened and we were running through an obstical course made up of fiber glass rock. Fake machine gunners shot at us as fireworks or something popped at us. That hurt. I climbed up a, um, hill and hid.

The next part I as queuing to get on a train. I was in the line to get in, but needed to get a ticket using my credit card. I moved into another line to buy a ticket and found I was in another line to get in. Then I went to be the back of the line and eventually got my ticket. When I got in, some guy walked over, picked up part of the train and threw it into the desert. He kept picking up parts of the train and throwing them. I ran into the desert to make sure my friends were ok.

Then I was driving back with Shaun and had to do my homework. That sucked the most.

Would You Like A Puppy With That

McDonald's was doing a promotion where you could get a free pet if you spent a dollar. I was horrified by this and bought four items and received a dog, a parrot, and two other animals. I then stressed out on how to take care of them. I decided to take them to the Humane Society and give a monetary donation. The dream didn't take me that far.

I also was in a close-out store in a mall with Shaun and Molly. I couldn't find anything that I liked. I thought I would find a good shirt or something, but no. The next space over was empty and cavernous. They used to sell tv's and such and I remember them from an old dream. The other part was in it, too, but wasn't a close-out store then.

Happy 10th Fight Club

10 already:

Counting Down

Not much is going on today, which isn't a bad thing as I was overly busy before. I'm just waiting for the end of the day so I can go to Toronto and play rugby.

Simple wish, really.

New Picture

I try to change my picture at the New Year and not before, but this one is too perfect to wait for.



So it is!

Stagnation?

The last six months have been ecstasy for my muddle mind. I've gained a clarity where the world is not longer intimidating and my anxiety doesn't shut me down. I'm busy with playing rugby, volunteering at WORT, learning to cook, and planning to find a cheap flight to Amsterdam in February. Yes, Amsterdam is cold in February but a downright Caribbean heatwave compared to here.

Which reminds me a my favorite quote: "If you ever feel a sense of great of contentment, don't fret; it will pass." I don't know where it comes from, but it fits. I'm 35, so I'm creeping towards middle-age. Would I be happy married with kids? Sure. Would I be happy married without kids? Maybe. Would I be happy not being married? I don't know. Right now I'm perfectly happy on my own but the last five years have flown by, so whose to say the next five won't.

I definitely won't do anything for the hell of it, but sitting around my my thumb up my butt would make the choice for me. God knows I won't be a middle-age white guy sitting in front of his tv in the suburbs, watching the latest crap fest. But will I be happy by myself?

I don't know.