Good day, party people! As you may have guessed I had quite the rough morning today, however things appear to be on an upward curve so I will not have to spend the afternoon in the local emergency department (knock on wood).
Despite my penchant for intoxication, I am thankful that I turn into a very nice person when I’m tipsy. That’s not to say that I’m a complete misanthrope when I’m sober, but I’m usually very selective and cautious when it comes to making friends much less acquaintances.
I’ve known other types of personalities in the form of my friends when the alcoholic beverages begin to flow. There are the angry drinkers who repress so much angst and stress during the day that their valve blows and let it all out in an excessive diatribe woven together with very creative swearing.
Then there are the quiet drinkers. These guys are a little creepy as they will withdraw from social interaction and do not engage in conversation whatsoever. I knew a quiet drunk and frankly he just turned into a statue when he drank. I’m sure they’re fine, they’re just maintaining, but you try having fun with a statue when you’re between your fourth and fifth shot.
Few and far in between are the cool drinkers who simply become more chill with a few drinks. They’re not aloof and far more chattier than the quiet drinker, but they’re not loud or obnoxious. You want to hang out with these guys when you want to wind things down but still enjoy another drink or three.
The happy drinkers. I guess I would fall into this category as I’m sure many, many others do as well. As I’ve been told, I become amiable and nice albeit a little chatty when I drink and I haven’t made so much of an ass of myself that it has ever cost me friends (either that or they’re all really, really understanding), but I do try to put forth some effort to be civil and respectful.
In any case we are who we are, right? I’m only grateful that I have the kind of friends who will tolerate me if I start in on some bullshit (but will still let me drink).
Greetings my beautiful fans! You know, I am so fortunate to have been blessed with the best readers in the entire world. Thank you, each and every one of you, for choosing to spend your time here with me and my thoughts. I know there are a million things you could be doing at this very moment and the fact that you’re sitting there reading this is really life-affirming.
And isn’t that what we all want? Some approval that our existence has been worthwhile all this time? Someone to tell you what an awesome job you’re doing at being you and to shoo away all the self-doubt and everyone else’s judgy opinions?
I’ll admit that even I needed a bit of help in the existential department.
I’ve made more than my share of bad decisions in life and while none have ever come back to haunt me I used to think back and wonder what kind of person I was to have been able to reach those decisions. I used to think back and agonize over it.
It got rough for a brief patch. Every week my conscious would tear my ego to pieces and every week I’d be an emotionally exhausted pink pulp but I eventually learned to see through my own insecurities and bullshit. I was able to free myself from the past and learn from it so that I can make the me of tomorrow even better… and I think I’m doing really well at it.
I’ve since adopted a clearer, better perspective on things and my ego constantly threatens to devour the sun.
OK. I may not be 100% well adjusted (who is?), but I’m happy with me!
For as much stress as driving can create for most people, I find that driving can be a therapeutic exercise you can try (assuming you can drive in the first place).
You don’t have to be going anywhere in particular, in fact, I would recommend that you not have any destination in mind. Without a destination to worry about reaching you will be able to remain calm and cool during the experience. No, this isn’t about going anywhere, this is about slowly sifting through your thoughts and reflecting meditatively on things you either may not have had time to think about or have avoided thinking about.
Maybe it’s the sensation of being in motion, the feeling of being disconnected, or being in a different environment which helps bring about a new perspective, whatever the case, you’ll be able to sort things out in a headspace clear of judgment, criticism, and pressure.
You may actually make a wise decision or improve your mood through a moment of mental catharsis.
Hey, Party People!!
I bet some of you thought this day would never arrive, but it did, and I, for one, cannot think, at this moment, in any other way, shape, or form, of what more I can do to get more commas into this sentence…, Shirley.
In all seriousness, though, I’m grateful to everyone’s support for helping me get through the week. I do this crazy “blog” thing not for myself but for people like you. I like being able to [possibly] entertain the one or two people who manage to make it through my drivel on a semi-irregular basis. So to those few souls: thanks and thanks.
Right now I’m wondering what the weekend has in store. If last weekend was any indication then there is a strong possibility that the consumption of mass quantities will continue. If I’m not too lazy to clean the grill then a block party may be in order!
Hey Party People!
Welcome to the middle of the work week!! Yes, my friends, we have collectively bit, scratched, clawed, and possibly bled to get this far but we are finally at the top of the hill and what lies before us is the downhill free-fall that ends at the blissful moment that occurs every Friday afternoon when you step outside of your own personal hell and take your first breath of freedom in five days.
Stay strong, people, the sweet taste of relief is on the horizon! We need only put forth all our effort into surviving the next two and a half days and we’ll be home free!
In the meantime, here are some survival tips that should help you nimbly avoid the land mines and sprint through the foxholes of the remainder of your work week:
Maintain a positive attitude
If you give yourself or other people misery you’re only making your work day feel like a massive chore and the rest of your day will feel like forever.
By keeping yourself on task and productive will help you feel accomplished, possibly for the first time this week, and you can ride that wave until quittin’ time.
Go somewhere for lunch
A change of scenery will help by giving you some separation from that which brings you dread and you can use the hour to destress before going headlong into your afternoon.
Drink plenty of water
It’s always important to stay hydrated.
This goes with the whole happy-positive attitude. Helping others out will reward you with a nice warm, fuzzy feeling.
Look on the bright side
Even if nothing else goes right today or for the rest of the week, it’s completely on you to maintain your attitude and to try to look for the best of things in the current situation. If you can’t find happy then make happy!
Don’t stress over being late
If you’re late then you’re late. Accept it, deal with it and don’t let it get you bent out of shape! It’s more important to be prepared, in a good mood and late than frazzled, mad and not-so-late.
I hope these tips helps out at least one of you out there. Remember, life is too short to be miserable even for a minute and each and every one of us only gets one shot at making the most of our flicker of existence on this big, blue marble. It all comes down to how you choose to live, because really, if you want to be happy then choose to be happy!
When did “meh” become the norm? Why do we tolerate, even accept, mediocrity? Why is everyone so indifferent and why has it become okay?
It’s practically part of our very culture to be cynical and sarcastic.
I remember being asked countless times as a little kid, “what do you want to be when you grow up?” I’d always answer something like “an astronaut” or “Indiana Jones.”
Now, little kids will always have a naive perspective when it comes to the future but they always see it with total optimism and full of possibilities… and they’re completely genuine about it. You and I were both like that at one point, so what happened to us?
There aren’t a lot of things we can really count on in this world–how fortunate for me that I have all of you people! I’m still not quite used to this whole blogging thing and I’ve mainly been popping in to share a kind word or two and to be sure none of you have thrown the television set out the window.
Does it take a certain kind of person to blog regularly? I’m aware that there are several reasons people might blog: a need for attention, an urge to share something, as a form of catharsis. The content of most of my posts have been random streams of consciousness and there is no rhyme or reason as to when I blog, so I don’t know exactly what I get out of blogging (but I’m sure there are one or two of you out there that have found this experiment amusing, albeit sometimes).
I never feel compelled to write anything here, though I have been told I possess a certain je n’est ce quoi when it comes to written expression. Maybe that’s why I find myself coming back here: I like to write, even if I don’t care about what the hell it is I’m writing about (which all my posts about nothing can clearly attest to), I get a kick out of knowing that at least one person will read this drivel and get a chuckle out of it.
You better be laughing by now.