Last Sunday a bunch of us committed to scheduling social events.
Time to check in to see how badly you failed! Or succeeded. Whatever.
And we’re going to set a new goal – so if you’re new to the site, get ready to become more awesome.
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Anger Started This Blog
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For the past year (abouts) I’ve been blogging regularly. I’d like to talk about what has changed for me. Please indulge.
This time last year I attended a party thrown by my friend for his girlfriend Kelly. She’s an actress and was heading off to NYC to try to do the professional acting thing. Her plan was to give it a year. I wrote about anger yesterday and it reminded me that at that party I felt a low-level anger toward Kelly.
Anger Can Be A Real Hoot!
I looked like this guy except I have hair and less defined pectoral muscles.
I came home seething mad.
The whole bike ride from work I could feel something powerful. A slow warmth seemed to spread the faster I pedaled. I was listening to my regular music and podcasts and nothing obvious was instigating this sensation. Ironically, the harder I pushed myself on the bike path the more intense the warmth became. This surge of powerful energy kept rising. I didn’t think much about it, as I notice some version of this on most Fridays. I was forward thinking to the burrito I would purchase and the Doctor Who I was going to watch. These are exciting thoughts to me. But this time the energy was more intense than usual.
I Wrote What YOU Told Me – Part V
Once again, I have nothing today. So, I turned it over, like the boozehounds in AA, to a higher power. You.
- RichardMHowes – Never surrender.
100% disagree. Surrender is power. Now, I don’t think you should surrender all the time. Like fighting wars and dealing with bullies. But admitting defeat can be liberating. I own that I am terrible at cleaning my toilets. I surrender to the filth that is in there and resurfaces every six days. I surrender to the cleaning lady I’m going to hire to fix that issue for me. I also surrender to the song Surrender by Cheap Trick. It’s boss.
Birthday Bracelet Bought Blind
You know you eat the whole box in one sitting.
Today is my girlfriend Jessica’s birthday. The big 1-8!
That joke was too easy.
I did something never before – purchased a gift over the phone, had it shipped down to the ATL where she lives, and am about to listen to her open it live. After she thanks me I will still have no idea what this thing is or what it looks like. This is not my fault.
God Forbid You Disagree With Me
Whenever somebody says this, don't you just want to punch 'em in the left tit?
I sort of got into it with my therapist today.
A problem I’ve had throughout my love life has been getting women to agree with me on all my opinions. If you disagree with my stance on something I feel passionate about, I take it as a personal attack. I then think we’re not a united front and mismatched. But I also think you’re lying about your position. That, under sodium pentothal and a heat lamp, you would admit that my stance on the topic was, in fact, your stance.
The Plain Yogurt Disaster
I love every pixel of this.
I made both a strategic and tactical error recently.
The interesting part of both of these mistakes is that they were accidental and unnoticed. The first instance happened at the grocery this weekend. Like a mother of four I now take weekly trips to the supermarket. Mostly to get more yogurt. Instead of buying only five at a time, I should purchase thirty. This is akin my desire to own thirty pairs of boxer briefs. It’s just good planning.
Planning Next Weekend – Let’s Get Fixed
Last Sunday a bunch of us committed to being more grateful for what we have.
Time to check in to see how badly you failed! Or succeeded. Whatever.
And we’re going to set a new goal – so if you’re new to the site, get ready to become more awesome.
Holding Myself Prisoner
Holy shit is this terrifying! How is that little girl not stabbing that monster with a ballpoint? I was just looking for a normal photo of a prisoner's outfit! That thing is evil.
Okay, I’ve been writing about this kind of thing a lot lately, but I have to own something embarrassing.
In my condo I have bay windows in the family room. My windows look out over a courtyard and also across the way at my neighbor’s unit. Since there’s only thirty-three units in the building we all sort of know each other. If you don’t know somebody’s first name you certainly know their face.
