“People ask me all the time, ‘how are things?’ and I make a point to not talk about how busy [I am]. Instead I say I am having the time of my life. That I wake up every day and give thanks for my station in life. That I feel like the person I have always wanted to be. Boring people are busy, the great ones are just having fun.”
quoted from HIGHLIGHTED LIFE, Be Better Than “Busy”
I’m making it my personal mission to live by those words…right after I finish this post.
I can’t believe I’ve been away from this space for so long. Finals hit me like a ton of wet concrete, but that’s to be expected when you screw around all semester.
I’ve been studying, complaining, eating, and slowly but surely sliding into Where the Wild Things Are territory. We’re talking crackhead eyes and garbled speech and unkempt hair and jaggedy ass fingernails. I’m a real-life Maurice Sendak monster, wearing stretchpants and a dorky backback.
It hasn’t been all bad, though – I’ve had a few occasions in the past week to pull myself together in the name of fun.
My girlfriend threw a housewarming party to celebrate the purchase of her first home (girls who have their shit together like that are martians to me, but role models nonetheless), we did the White House Correspondents’ Dinner parties, I drunkenly told a disgruntled JC Chasez how much I loved the Backstreet Boys (not realizing he was in NSync), and we sat on the deck for ten peaceful minutes on Saturday afternoon and shared a tiny glass of savvy b – the final dregs of our wine supply.
Fortunately the Boo’s best friend and his wife are moving into our complex today and they always keep Costco quantities of Kim Crawford sauvignon blanc on hand, so we’ll never go thirsty again. Talk about good timing.
Now I’m off to start having the time of my life. With any luck I’ll be back here tomorrow, sharing my success stories.