What a weekend...

Sorry it took me so long to post.  It has been an eventful past couple of days.  I went down to Dallas with Mayday to see some friends.  It was a great time, but exhausting.  Aside from the long drive, the weekend was almost non-stop.  We went out on night one, then the next day we saw a play, went shopping, and went out to dinner.  It was great to see everyone again.  But, sadly the good times had this weekend are not the main reason I have been motivated to post.

I'm pretty drained.  In every which way.  Work is physically demanding.  But I'm not going to have a pity party.  It's just tough sometimes to see through everything that life throws at us so we can get to the good stuff.  I have been extremely blessed with a close group of friends that share my interests and that I am capable of talking to about anything and everything.  It's easy to get bogged down and begin to think about work, lack of free time, or abundance of it.  In the past month I have done all of those and many more.  But then there are these crystallizing moments of what can only be described as pure joy that snap me out of my self-imposed funk and make me realize I am blessed.

I can't help but thank those people that give my life meaning, no matter how frustrated I may get with them, how much I may annoy them at times, I always know that I have those people I can go back to when life gets to be a bit too overwhelming.


"I have a dream too, but it's about singing and dancing and making people happy. It's the kind of dream that gets better the more people you share it with. And I found a whole group of friends who have the same dream, and that makes us sort of like a family."

--"The Muppet Movie"

An unexpected way to start the day

Last night I went to bed at around midnight, which is pretty early for me.  I was just feeling really tired.  I woke up this morning, still not feeling totally all together, only to discover that my house along with all the houses on my street do not have water.  Thankfully Fallout Boy and Nice Nurse let me borrow their shower and I headed off to work.  I still wasn't feeling great, but was determined to make it through my shift.  About an hour in I had to excuse myself from a customer because I was about 30 seconds away from fainting.  I went to the back room to cool down, and eventually I was sent home.

At this point, I have been taking it easy at home watching T.V. and eating a big bowl of soup.  I feel a little better, but hopefully I'll bounce back before tonight when Mr. Rational and Literary Cat get into town.

Welp, that's all I have for now so Dpad Without Direction will leave you with this,

"A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in the doctor's book." 
-Irish Proverb

A great day off, filled with thought

I've always thought that days off required me to be productive, get laundry done, pick up the house, and other things that make my existence more bearable.  And I've lived by that creed for some time, but today was different.  I woke up at 8 and got caught up on my T.V. shows, then checking facebook I was reminded that I needed to check out Moustache's coffee shop downtown.  I called up Affliction, and later on he, Lobster Man, and I went to check it out.  It was actually really great, and had a good atmosphere.

After we finished I went home and was feeling pretty drained, I had gotten sick the night before and hadn't gotten much sleep.  I decided to turn on the T.V. and take a nap.  I was great until I woke up 3 hours later, my "productivity guilt" was going nuts.  I forced myself to go to get groceries, but upon returning home I wanted to do nothing more than continue my day of laziness.  It has been a great day, and I didn't get anything done.

Looking to the next few days, Mr. Rational and Literary Cat are coming to town.  Tomorrow night the Intellectuals are getting together to play D&D.  I'm excited, one because I am wrapping up the adventure I have been running for quite sometime, and two I'll get a month or two off from DMing while Mr. Rational takes over.

It's always been an odd setup since college, I feel like I have two different lives.  Not in the weird psychotic way, I have always just managed to have two different groups of friends.  The Intellectual group has always been the people I go to when I have a serious issue or want to have an intelligent discussion.  Then there are the Partyers, those people I go to when I don't want to deal with a serious issue or consciously want to make bad choices.  But something weird has been happening, the line is beginning to blur.  A couple weeks ago I got a call from Nice Nurse, who has always been the "Mama Bear" of the Intellectuals, being fiercely protective of us, called me up and asked if I was headed to the bar that night.  Not something I ever imagined would happen, but a great night with her and her husband Fallout Boy.  Before that at our group's Christmas party, the night ended with me doing shots of SoCo with Smart Musician while his wife Angel Cole looked on in amusement.

Perhaps this is the reason that most of the Partyers have slowly fallen out of my life.  Affliction is my best friend, so he has always lived in both worlds, and my ex-girlfriend Mayday started out as a Partyer but while we were together I brought her into the Intellectuals.  They are really the only two I keep in contact with on a regular basis, but part of me misses having that crazy side, the guy who lets go for a night and doesn't care about the consequences.

Well, that's it for me.  I'll see you all tomorrow.  Dpad Without Direction leaves you with this,

"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to survival."
- C. S. Lewis