I'm married.

The American Dream™ continues to elude me. However, I'm having a pretty alright time chasing it.

Work sucks. Went down to 2 shifts per week because they hired on a Supervisor so I've spent the last two months looking for another job - I believe I have it, working Private Security for Specialized Intel and Security. Supposed to start next week, will see how that turns out.

Health is better. I never posted about it here or over at youfatbastard, but I was accepted into a pilot program through Lifetime Fitness called Make a Difference. Long and short of it was there was a Essay which was submitted which was then followed by an in-person interview. Those who got through, 6 of us, are given 12 months of personal training 3 times a week as well as monthly meetings with a nutritionist and weekly body monitoring.

Since February I've managed to lose almost 40lbs. 4" off my waist and my overall fitness has vastly improved. I'm steadily losing at about 1-2lbs per week, diet being the lions share of the process. I'm feeling pretty good about it - looking forward to AWA.

Apart from that - not a whole lot. Trying to make enough money to pay the bills and pay for the wedding. Woo.

So, I'm moving apartments. Woo. I should've kept up on here a little more often.

If you're in the Atlanta area and can assist Jandi & I with moving furniture on Friday the 6th - please let me know.

770-876-5281

We're looking to start around 10-11am with the U-Haul truck. We'll provide food, drink and comfy chairs for anyone who can lend a hand, so feel free to give me a call.

Augh - moving. Disconnecting the PC now, so cellphone is the only way to get me. Thanks, will see you on the other side.

Ever find one of these? One of those items from your past that you'd thought long forgotten - but when it reappears is lucky enough to bring a flood of happy memories?

Those were good times. This represents one of the few beacons of joy in what was otherwise a pretty bloody shithouse existance for me. This reminds me of when I was happy. When I could ignore the world around me and focus on what I enjoyed.

Not to say I'm not happy now, not at all. But that... was a different kind of happy.

Late to the party, but I had never found 8bitcollective until now.

<3

You can't chase down fugitives if you get winded after a good sized staircase. You can't learn Parkour if you can barely heft yourself over a park bench. So, at that time, I decided to stop the excuses and start the progress.

Just posted a rather sizeable update over at youfatbastard. If you're at all interested in following me as I work on becoming less of the colossal lard-arse I've become and more of the man I know I can be, feel free to friend the journal.

A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects. - Robert A. Heinlein

I never post here anymore. I'm a horrible friend.

Truth be told, I've just been busy with work. But it's a good thing. It's odd to feel genuine satisfaction and joy in your dayjob, I didn't think I'd feel that again since the Casino or before I got a Shield - so it's quite nice. I'm now working as a Loss Prevention Officer at the Alpharetta Marriott off Windward Parkway, on a permanent 3rd shift. A smaller hotel than the Renaissance Waverly which is nicer - more time and attention is spent on detail and guest satisfaction as opposed to wringing every last bloody dollar out of people. So if any of my friends, as in I've shaken your hand (or given you a hug for the femmes fatales out there) need a hotel room on the cheap, let me know. I can give you Friends&Family rate at any Marriott-Branded Property in the world.

In other news, there's a good chance I may be about to become a Homeowner. Jandi and I have found a great 3BR 2Ba property up in Alpharetta and we're off to make an offer this afternoon. So, fingers crossed.

Life is good. AWA is coming up, and apart from the fact that one needs to live like a pauper to purchase a house, there's not too much to complain about. Refreshing.

I'm really digging this tune. Makes me like Kid Cudi even more, especially with the skratch breakdown between artists - and I'm keen as hell on the piano 'acoustic' version of Poker Face. Seems Lady Gaga isn't just some plastic-fantastic pop diva.

An enlightening morning, to be sure. Now to sleep.

I think I flirt with Depression more often than I'd be willing to admit to myself.

This sucks.

Have arrived safely in Orlando, Florida. Hell of a drive to make in the rain, but at least the roads are pretty well maintained.

Macon: The embodiment of 'Paddle Faster, I Hear Banjos.'
Valdosta: Enough with the roadworks! Yeesh...

Now, off to Typhoon Lagoon. Typing on this little keyboard is driving me crazy.