This year's moving right along, some good but as per usual more bad. This winter just seems like it never wants to end, and the tension in this city/area is really starting to get to me. Maybe it's just me getting a little older, but I feel like I'm all of a sudden somehow more serious, like a part of me has gone by the wayside, and unless something major changes soon it's not really ever coming back.

Then again, maybe this is the wakeup call I need. While I'm still beyond pissed off and irritable from the actions of a certain couple of individuals around the turn of the new year, I'm also starting to appreciate myself a little bit more. Call it a chip on my shoulder, or anything else that you will, and maybe it's some overbearing pride, but I feel better about some of the things I have going on that I have in quite some time. Which is ironic, seeing as how everything else seems to completely suck right now.

Oh well. If you don't step up to the plate, you don't get a chance to knock that ball in play. And if you get up there and and watch the pitches blast by without swinging you're equally fucked. So take your swings and fuck everybody else because they've already struck out.