Thursday, March 30, 2006

More like a blurb than an actual post...

Although many are wondering what my problem is that my frequency of posting (and reading my favorite blogs for that matter) has been so piss poor recently. The only thing I can say is that my life has been pretty "full" in recent months. I am, in fact feeling a bit physically girthy as well which means that my social life has been replacing my training life which in turn has dampened my relaxation life. Blogging and surfing the web (in other words reading) was how I used to spend my "down time" when I was physically exhausted but more than intellectually awake. More like intellectually charged, but who am I to say anything I do on my down time is intellectual. Seems pretty hi-brow to me and I hate fuckers like that. Let's just say life used to fit into this nice and neat equilibrium:

Work <=> Play <=> Train <=> Active Relaxation <=> Sleep

Now back to the "full" life...

In recent months, the equilibrium has been more or less a reduction to the bare necessities in order to drive my truck to and from Homer's, keep my apartment neat and tidy and party like it is no one else's business:

Work <=> Play (at Bricktop, after hours, between the sheets) <=> TV (enough to keep up with TiVo and numb the brain for sleep) <=> Sleep

Obviously, the latter equation is not the most efficient one. And that my friends needs to change BIG TIME! I find I have been missing certain things, not just reading blogs and writing this one, but other little side projects that always seemed to keep me close by the old laptop. To get those random thoughts, complaints, discoveries and the holy shit did you hear this-es out on the fly was what made my blog kinda cool to dive into. I still find my blog cool and I imagine what things could have gone into it over the past months, but to be honest my exhaustion would not have done any of them literary justice. More motivation to get rested and back to a schedule that allows me time to actually RELAX and blog.

Yep, it's what this body needs! That and a raven-haired shag about 5'6" whose blood type is something other than J2 and a head filled with something other than chyne smoke. Alas, no worries. I'll figure out that equation as I go along since that going has been so, so good for me! Gotta love this city...