Ain't life grand?

I have decided to export the blog-o-saur into Facebook to 'share' a bit more, as well as to induce my creative side to put more energy into actually creating something. I suppose we shall see how this plays out in the end.

So it is now 2009. A new year, and a year rife with change for some, and no appreciable differences for others and that's ok I think! This year, although new and fresh and annoyingly full of winter yet, has been a far cray from the past 6 or 7 for me. Namely I quit my miserable job. The stress, the pressures, the frustrations, the lack of enthusiasm and challenge, the total disregard for staff that, luckily for the most part, passed me by, but I was forced to witness and eventually hear from by the affected staffers.
Blah. Walking out of my work that day, with no safety net, no job waiting, no paycheques lined up... nothing at all actually.. was one of the scariest yet best days I have had in a long time. I do not regret walking away from that place. Seven and a half years..... my life, gone. I walked out into the bitterly sunny afternoon and I was smiling. I still do not regret my decision. Not for a second.
And yes.. the bills are getting paid, and even though I am jobless I am doing alright... for now. But aside from that stresser... I feel pretty damn good! I didn't realize how much of a negative impact that place had on me until I walked away for the last time. Much like a boulder rolling off of my shoulders.
Odd way to start the blog I suppose, but a big thing in my crazy little world and also an opening to a new level of freedom and self awareness. I have had the time to re-evalutae my life and goals, and really choose where I want to take my life on this next portion of the Adventure! I shall not leak the details... but I am hoping things work in my favor, in the planning of things. Some of you folks may be aware of my aims, some not.. and thats ok. Surprises, I am learning, aren't always a bad thing.

So! What awesomely productive things have I been up to with this hiatus? I'm sure you can all guess... and you'd be right!! Lighting GT Snow racers on fire and riding them down hills!!! How'd you guess? Sneaky buggers! Spending time with friends and family, reconnecting with folks, and planning the summer trip... epic fun times to be had, and that are quickly approaching... amazing how fast time goes by. Sort of dizzying really.

But hey! For all the good stuff there is bad stuff, right? We are all forced to deal with it right along with our victories... but right now, short of my failed job applying.. I dont have any bad stuff to concern myself ... or yourself with....

.... and only now am I realizing how friggin boring this post is.

Alright. Coles Notes of the past two months
-partying with friends
-sledding
-martial arts
-busting finger while doing more sledding
-drinking with friends
-checking out some wick shows (GOB, Agent Orange, and The Creepshow tomorrow)
-exploring new directions in life (non sexual ya sick bastids!)
-Choosing to go after important things in life (instead of denying myself like an idiot)
-trying to write (like a jobby)
-realizing the importance of "My People"
-loving life again
-more parties
-more sledding (with the VDub... its a VOLKVAGON!!)
-learning editing programs with lots of sledding footage
-breaking the car
-realizing how great kids are ... even when they are snotting all over you
-laughing... alot. Eddie Murphy, Delirious, Raw... awesome! Louis CK.. hysterical!!!

... and various other doodads and everyday life things that the rest of the world as well deals with!

I'm happy for my friends' victories as well. Even though I don't have mine... I can be happy for theirs... and it makes me smile. I love my people. I trust them, they are my loyal peon...errr.. pals... and they keep me sane...most of the time.
I have so little...but I feel like I have so much.

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