Feb. 20th, 2002

No more looking back. Time to move forward.

Who builds a jungle gym next to a sheer cliff, covered with vines in the middle of a jungle, where man sized vaguely spider looking things wait to attack you?
My subconscious, apparently.

There's a lot of stuff coming up in the next few days. I've cleared my plate of painting for a while, and sure enough life interjects other games and raves and events to fill the time. Fortunately Sunday will be a day of rest.

Someone asked me a question about happiness last night. While the details are lost to my memory, it had to do with varying degrees of happiness or unhappiness to be more precise. I think that we are a little too used to looking at things negatively, of seeing contentedness as a bad thing. Variety and change can be good, but there's a lot to be said for tranquility too. It's easy to forget how good things can be.

When you get right down to it, if you are fully functioning, you are doing well. If you can hear your alarm go off, get out of bed, walk to the bathroom, see your reflection in the mirror, taste the toothpaste in your mouth, and smell the shampoo in your hair, you are head of the game. You never value those things until you lose them.

If you can feel the joy in those simple things, then it can take the sting out of other problems in our lives. Jobs can come and go, relationships come and go.
Right, this is getting far too saccharine right now...

Time to go shopping for some pants!
I should go to the gym.... but I'm so tired and full...

On the plus side: I have new pants!
I came down with a coma after work today, I fell onto my bed and slept for 1.5 hours. I thought it would rejuvinate me, but I spent the rest of the evening lazing about doing sweet FA. It could be the start of a cold, but I don't feel particularly sick. Just tired and ... oddly full. Like the bourbon chicken I ate for lunch is still there, along with what seems like a brick of rice. Any energy I had must be tied up in digestion. Still.

It makes me feel like crap. And we all know what happens when you feel like crap, you start to dwell on crappy things. But there will be none of that. I have two new sets of phat pants (which shall I wear Saturday? stay tuned!) I have a Warhammer tournament on Saturday that I am determined to have fun at, despite pinheads who are trying to make it this big competition. I have a movie and rave to attend this weekend. I have another turn in the driver's seat for my table top group, and that will be exciting, oh yes.

Let's see how I feel tomorrow... after 8 hours of sleep (knock on wood).

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