Today was a wierd day. I woke up and shoved my mouth full of fruit to calm my nerves a bit. I had an interview and I had to drive to get there. Those two things put together can get me worked up. Thanks to me having a full belly of fruit I focused more on "Why the fuck did I eat so much God Damned fruit" than I did on the nerve racking day of interview and testing. The interview was pretty basic and I have another one on Thursday. It seems like it is a pretty good job and that I can handle the job. I am sure it will go ok as long as I work and not dick around. After 3 hours of doing interview stuff I came home and fell asleep. I have no idea how I can be so unproductive sometimes, that is ok....Crabtree called me and I went over to his old house to visit him. Man he is a good man and his impressions are funny. I am glad I got to see him and I am a bit sad he isn't around because we could have epic poker nights. Jason and I then met at black dog, some girls shorts are so short.....I will leave it at that. I have a pretty standard alcoholic story later that night, my name gets put on a list to take people to get help...and that can turn out bizzare to say the least. It was all good though, I don't do much to help this world, but the one thing I can do is if a person wants help to quit drinking I can point them in the right direction. Everything else is good....I got told tonight that the first year after drinking you are still acting drunk...the second year is like the worst hangover ever...and the third year it starts to even out, and I really feel pretty good and calm. I noticed tonight how much it helps me to really practice on just letting people be themselves. People talk non-stop and I don't have to say anything. Lots of times I have the most influence by not saying a world and just providing a solid inner game....inner peace...whatever you want to call it. I have lots of peace knowing that I am just one small dude who can open a door here, say hi to a person there, and that I don't have lots riding on my shoulders every day. Just do the next right thing and everything will take care of itself.
Woman are flakey btw. I could write stories how to react to this, but I think girls don't lie that much, they just say stuff in the heat of the moment that they believe, but then their emotions change and they don't feel that way anymore so they flake out. I don't hate the ladies. They got bullshit going on like the rest of them.
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