Nothing Ventured Nothing Lost

I don't have much to say...or so it feels that way right now.

My first birthday weekend starts soon...and this is going to be great. I am fucking psyched. Concert, VIP drinking, and more drinks.

Next weekend, my second birthday weekend...the benefits of having your b'day in the middle of the week...should suck. I have a friend moving in, which is great, but moving fucking sucks...and helping this toolbox move his shit in 107 degree weather fucking BLOWS!!! The good is that the man will be buying me some heavy drinks. HEAVY drinks.

I have made a decision...and very good decision...I have turned down the job in Nashville Tennessee...and here I stay...in Las Vegas. I am happy. The money would have been nice, I won't lie...but I am sick. I am nuts. I am crazy. I love this town. I love this place. I want to stay and I want to keep on soaking up the great Las Vegas rays. This town is perfect for me right now, so I will stay. I am going to stay for at least 14 months. I will sign my next lease in the next week or so. I am moving, and that sucks...one month after my friend moves in...and I am not very good with all of this moving shit. I fucking hate it. Everyone hates moving, but I HATE moving.

Vegas is weird. It either repels you or it draws you in. I am addicted. So, I have pushed all of my chips in and I am hoping that it pays off. It is hard to look around this valley, see the 330 days of sun a year, and think that it is a bad thing. In the end, you need to be happy...you need to do what you think is right, what is best for you, what feels like the best decision. That is where I am. Physically, mentally and emotionally I have been very, very happy here. Why leave that to move to some hick town?

Writing is stalling, because of all of this shit, but I am back on it this weekend. I just don't know what is wrong with me.

Update: I was asked where I am in fantasy baseball...good question...8th place. I am getting fucking shit on right now...and that isn't going to change. I am losing my fantasy mojo.

My mom is sending Tastycakes to me...amen! The greatest food in the history of the world. Don't send money, don't send cards....send Tastycakes.


All mortals tend to turn into the things they are pretending to be. - C.S. Lewis.