My birthday has passed. Another year has scudded by almost too fast to notice... Theres a poopie reference in here somewhere, bit I suppose I should let it slide (Some pun intended) for now.

  1 Year ago I was in a 4 car pile up and destroyed my most favorite of vehicles. Since then it has been some up and down style bumping and grinding on the highway of life.  Im almost a year into the new job, which is going decently I think, and Im about to give up my newest vehicle and try life with no car whatsoever. 
   A little nervous about it, oddly enough. I think the change will be nice, and keep me out of all sorts of trouble, which I think I can manage, and it will force my social life into a terrible nosedive, kamikaze style... the things I do to get serious about debt repayment *sigh*.
  
  The steps are good ones. I feel like Detroit... weird transition, I know, but Detroit has come back from a cored out mega city to a redeveloped landscape, retracting alot of that urban sprawl, and I honestly feel the same.... sometimes you have to pull back in an orderly retreat, to rebuild a stronger, tighter better version of yourself. 
  Its tough to do, but sacrifice is a reflection of true growth.... or something like that...I dont know, I make no claims to any sort of wisdom. I DO know that the previous method has been slow and onerous, and Id say fundamentally broken, so its time to look at it from the outside.... 
  
  Will be nice not to have to drive.... commuting... sucks.  A bus driver can take all my stress for me, although my love life will drop to nil.  I accept that... I can almost hear some clown in the back sayin "What lovelife?"
  
  So, since being ill almost a month ago, I have reshaped my sleeping patterns, which I am actually messing with as I type this, and have gotten alot of regular sleep. I have decided on a different direction for my life, my finances, my goals and hopefully my future. "nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight"
  
  Relationally.. Im tanking, but like I said, since being sick, my energy for a relationship is hovering around the zero mark, its a flatline, and Im ok with that... much more troublesome things to concern myself with... 
  doctors appts, trips, new lifestyle (sans freedom of vehicle), and the hope for some sort of future.... its a good start to a new year I think....
   
  I still need to get healthy enough to jump back into martial arts, running, and biking, although I havent gotten all the way there yet.
   Next week is off... Im hoping to hit up WestHawk for some hiking and camping...  I love (and miss) that place. Ill take way too many pictures and post em all of course.

  Oh, and this past weekend, some random trojan virus kicked the hell outta my computer... was awesome, and terrible...and awesome... hah. I coudlnt even boot up the system.
  I was ready to give up, but my genius brain used the power of IPhone and was able to track down how to bypass my password switch and (eventually) fix the problems with my computer.
  Gotta say, Dell.. I HAYYYYYYYYYTE your customer service, but you make an amazing product. 6 years and still able to play new video games, run movies and TV shows, and overall perform with newer and better systems. Verily... I am impressed.

  So thats it for the update.  The sun has finally poked its head into our rainy/snowy world, and spring decided not to show up and we jumped directly into summer... stupid weather.
  
  For any of my FB fans reading here... the well wishing on FB was pretty epic and awesome... thanks for all the Birthday love, people... you truly are the best gift a guy could have.... 

  Ok, update/gusher blog is done.  Sleeeeeeeeeep

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