will it be?

interestingly enough, i’ve had the writing bug this week. sadly, a large chunk of the writing may never see the light of day. depends on if people ever want to read my drivel or not. plus side, at least this massive chunk of writing isn’t poker related. trust me, even i’m tired of being a poker writer at this point. 

after popping out that poem in the previous entry (which, in response to my first note; NO I’M NOT SAD, IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE MOTIVATIONAL/INSPIRATIONAL, DAMMIT, I SUCK.) i decided to glance back at a few things i’ve wrote this year. when i stumbled across "the will be" entry, i decided to go back on that entry and see if i’ve made any progress, or if i’m just in stand by mode again.

27 will be sometime between the years of 2012 and 2013. (well, duh.)

27 will be the year I run and own a successful business (or two) and learn what being a innovator is all about. (well, the site failed…sort of. it’s still being dabbled with by chris, and i get 25% of the total profits at the end of the year, so…there’s still the chance i make this one. plus; if darr gets me into insurance sales, i would technically be running my own business there. finally, still an outside chance i get to run my own card game after i move out of here in two months. so, this one doesn’t look entirely out of reach…yet.)

27 will be the time that I jettison off just about all the chaff in my life around here for good, and move to a new state and get a solid core of people around me that are on my side, for a change, instead of the current core I have now. (actually, i’ve really done well with this one. tack peyton and darr on as supports, reduce mac and dan’s role, remove john from the reliable chunk, stop talking to about 20 other people, and add back danielle and introduce sarah, and i seriously have a super strong group of people around me for whatever i might need. i’ve also taught myself to reduce the seriousness of a situation needed to ask for help. i used to be a rock until life went completely to shit, then collapse on people until they said fuck it and ran. now, i’m a little more likely to ask advice and brainstorm with others, which is preventing the breakdowns and bullshit. i haven’t moved to a new state yet, but there are about 4 states other than kentucky in play right now when i begin searching for places this week. so, this one looks like it’s going to be aced.)

27 will be absolutely wonderful for the people that care for me as much as I care for them, and for once, I’ll be able to show it properly. (i’m trying a lot harder to be emotionally adaptable for people since i wrote this on my birthday. i’m teaching myself to react less by talking and more by listening. i think i’m a bit of a talker [lie; i know i’m a talker. a lot. like, my jaw hurts.] and i’m doing a much better job of being a good friend instead of a good psychologist. i’m also doing my best to be as awesome as humanly possible for the people around me, and hopefully, before the year ends, i’ll have a house to go along with the job that will allow me to start totally chasing some dreams. so, seriously; stick around on my side, everyone that’s with me, and shit is going to get craaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy. more than likely? aced.)

27 will be where I get myself out of most or all of my remaining debt. (car blowing up sort of screwed that all up. although; one student loan is gone! and the new car is already 30% paid off. so, yeah, i’m probably about 3-5k less in debt than i was at the beginning of the year, but with 500/month car payments, probably not going to get very far out of the hole. so…fail here. lame sauce.)

27 will be where I travel to 5 new states that I’ve never been to, not because I know anyone there, just because I want the challenge of forging my own path. (I MADE IT TO 1. PROGRESS. 4 to go? mini fail, though road trips will open up around november, meaning a four state roadie to new locales may be in order. also, madi hinted i can come devastate colorado with her for a weekend, so that might knock one state off, along with utah, which is close enough to go visit while there. i just don’t want to meet jon, madi’s on/off bf thing, because seriously; fuck that muppet looking dude. i don’t care that he got you the job there, he hit you. twice. and you still follow him around like some sort of rock star? this is why i’m glad i got over digging madi a year ago or so. shit, i don’t remember. so, probably will ace, but possible to fail, if my health goes back to shit. WHICH! on a different tangent, my stuff has been almost normal the last three days. no numbness anywhere, nothing tingling, wounds healing again, no weird pains in my arms and legs. dare i say it, the super copious amount of orange juice and tlc i’ve had in the last week might have cured me. FUCK YOU, MODERN MEDICINE, I DON’T NEED YO’ SHIT.)

*AHEM*

27 will be short, simple, and to the point, unlike a lot of my more spiraling, sprawling years. (it’s flew by, sort of, but the last three months certainly have not, for reasons both magical and terrifying. it looks like the next month or so will also be in the terrifying realm, with decisions looming on a bunch of important matters. dare i say it, responsibility looms again for me. first, working 70+ hours a week, then making life decisions? growing up is just bizarre, yo. so, fail but not for all bad reasons, here.)

27 will be the best year of my life. (it’s not looking like a bad year, for sure. and there’s a few potential things that could certainly insta-boost it to best year evar. so, potential ace.)

27 will be starting today. (HEY IT DID OMG ACE!)

i’m gonna go walk f

or a bit. leave my phone at the house, and just sort of enjoy the air and the stillness of a monday night off. i’m running headfirst back into life/work tomorrow, then another day off (ha! you thought i was going to say i worked like, 44 days straight or something, right?) and then a long stretch of work/potential work/house hunting in different states/job hunting in different states/and so on. so, lemme get this little jaunt out of the way, then watch the heck out, world.

*cracks knuckles*

second half of the show is about to get underway.