I have to make more time
I never thought I'd say this, but this blog has come to have theraputic benefits for me. I've never kept a journal before and this started out as a way to track and tell my exploits at the poker table.
The more often I write, the more I'm realizing that those are pretty shallow topics. Don't get me wrong, they are an absolute blast. But it's nice to have the space to put other thoughts down as well. I know I'm not the greatest, or even most compitant of writers. That doesn't seem to matter.
I both stayed in and went out last night. An old friend dropped by (to borrow my steam cleaner and say hi), and we had dinner. Another friend (the one who is departing.) called and asked if I wanted to hang out at Dave and Busters and then elsewhere after that. After my dinner guest left, I drove down to D&B to surprise her... but they had already moved on to another bar... but there was a small dance floor. The funniest part is it felt like I just got invited to a bachlorette party. 6 women and me... can't say I'm ever REALLY comfortable in that situation. I get nervous around women, but after I got ovet the shock of being the only male there, I was surprisingly fine. I guess I'm in a headspace where it doesn't bother me that much. That and I don't feel accesible right now romantically... so I can relax. I'm in a bit of a self imposed stasis... for a plethora of reasons, which will remain private on-line .
I think I surprised Miss Moving Away by dancing. I don't know what got it in her mind that I can't dance. ... well, maybe it was something I said... like "I can't dance". I suppose that's a little disingenuous as I CAN dance... just not swing dance. I've tried several times and my fencing footworks fucks with my swing footwork. But the flowing rave / club dancing. that's just feeling the music and freelancing. I can do that. :) I've always enjoyed going to Poly Esthers and the Church. My ex never wanted to go though... she just wanted to learn stuctured dancing. C'est la vie, c'est la guerre.
I've got a few items to create over the next few days. Things like a birthday gift for Brian Langtry (star forward on the Colorado Mammoth) and a talisman. I'll post how they turn out.
The other funny thought... I haven't played poker ONCE since saying it's time to get serious. Hmmmm... I suck.
The more often I write, the more I'm realizing that those are pretty shallow topics. Don't get me wrong, they are an absolute blast. But it's nice to have the space to put other thoughts down as well. I know I'm not the greatest, or even most compitant of writers. That doesn't seem to matter.
I both stayed in and went out last night. An old friend dropped by (to borrow my steam cleaner and say hi), and we had dinner. Another friend (the one who is departing.) called and asked if I wanted to hang out at Dave and Busters and then elsewhere after that. After my dinner guest left, I drove down to D&B to surprise her... but they had already moved on to another bar
I think I surprised Miss Moving Away by dancing. I don't know what got it in her mind that I can't dance. ... well, maybe it was something I said... like "I can't dance". I suppose that's a little disingenuous as I CAN dance... just not swing dance. I've tried several times and my fencing footworks fucks with my swing footwork. But the flowing rave / club dancing. that's just feeling the music and freelancing. I can do that. :) I've always enjoyed going to Poly Esthers and the Church. My ex never wanted to go though... she just wanted to learn stuctured dancing. C'est la vie, c'est la guerre.
I've got a few items to create over the next few days. Things like a birthday gift for Brian Langtry (star forward on the Colorado Mammoth) and a talisman. I'll post how they turn out.
The other funny thought... I haven't played poker ONCE since saying it's time to get serious. Hmmmm... I suck.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home