Today is the first day of the rest of your life.

JUST WATCH IT, ASSHOLE:

I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK.

I bet you thought I stopped being a sissy emo "blogger", came to my senses, and you were done with me here. Guess again!  I was alone with my thoughts, opening a pickle jar.  I also spent a number of nights in the woods consuming American soil and wrestling bears.  If you didn't spend 60 seconds watching the above video, you won't understand.  And, believe me, there really is NO BETTER WAY to spend 60 seconds of your life than watching the Mantage.  You're welcome.

Life is good, life is golden, life is grand.  Life is complicated.  Life is full of boring grinds and shining little moments.  Life probably ends up getting you what you need.  If you're lucky.

Of course, I'm the type who likes to make his own luck.  So the new year is off with a bang.  My fitness goals are in progress, and, after a certifiably crazy-ass end to 2010, I'm ready to hit it again with ferocity.  I need to prove it to myself, not anybody else.  So if you've ever really wanted something and finally felt like you could get there, you'll understand.  If you want to be supportive that helps too.  DO NOT bring me cookies and pizza.  DO ask to go hiking or rollerblading at the beach with me and the puppy.  DO NOT try to seduce, distract, or otherwise intoxicate me so I miss Sunday morning basketball.  DO come and play with me instead!

Scrawny.  Needs muscles.  Please feed lean chicken + Tuna Fish.

In other news, shit is in the works.  I'm slowly getting the guitar action in place.  I will make it happen.   Also investing time in my nerdy organized video gaming pursuits, where I am a gentleman, a scholar, and a noted leader of internet men (and women).  I take pride in it, and I enjoy it.  I probably should have been a military strategist.  Or not.  I most definitely AM a huge nerd.  DEAL WITH IT :)

Finally, thank you to all of my friends, new and old.  I've opened myself up to meeting new people and the response has been nothing short of astounding.  Honestly.  So many cool people out there in the world (and in LA) that seemingly appreciate one or more things about little twisted me.  At least that's what they say.  You tend to forget that sort of thing when you're passing the time getting chubby and sad in a jaded relationship, waiting for something... anything... anything at all.  Eh, I did my time.  I tried.  That's the truth.  I really tried.  At least events conspired to provide me with the circumstances to necessitate protecting myself quickly.  Never good to linger.

Less than zero free time and I feel myself streched beyond thin.  The career is better than ever, almost surprisingly so.  The free time to hang with cool people is at a premium, but I'm giving it the ole college try.  I understand I'm probably sometimes disappointing with my current overall lack of physical or emotional availability, but I do try to be up front about it and keep it copasetic.  The many hobbies will always be there and I try to honor them as well.  And, of course, the puppy puppy, and her separation anxiety, destroying of my possessions, and confusion over her new half-and-half parenting.  What did I get myself into?  As always, my father is rarely (if ever) wrong... :)

"Where you at, Squirrel?  I'MMA COME UP THARR SON"

Yes, blogs are still lame and masturbatory.  But, ideally, mine will amuse you.  If you don't want to laugh with me, there's always the option to laugh at me!  And, finally, get into this if you haven't yet.

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