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13 years ago
I mean what I speak
I do as I say
I hustle, I grind
Don't get in my way...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GoCOg8ZzUfg
Some lines in there I obviously don't jive with, but in essence that is an awesome tune that has made it to the top of my pumping iron playlist. If you've been in the gym in the last four years, you've either heard it or you need it. Take a listen, put it on ya playa, keep ya form tight an rock dem weights like they balloons!
*ahem* And now, with proper speech I move on to other things. My vacation was pretty much paradise. I could tell some stories about the travel involved, which was in almost every way the antithesis of the vacation itself, but I digress. I had a good time and the trip to and from be damned.
Mamajuana!
(don't get it? Take a trip to DR and you will.)
I'll post a pic or two that will move to scraps (as do all pics of my real self and related content). Now I've got the long row to hoe that comes with a summer of dissipation. The body I've worked hard for has slipped a bit and my task from now to Christmas is to put my house back in order. In the meantime I'll continue working on Beyond the Veil and finishing those damn certs. I get paid for what I know and by the time I leave here in April I need to know it VERY well to continue makin' the bank. With three months left in the year I can already tell that next year will be another game changer for me, hopefully in all the right ways.
Will start making serious effort to save up so that when I go home I can buy or build a nice house, one that I want to LIVE in rather than rent out. Ideally I'd also like to pick up another rental, but we'll see. I may have to put that off for a bit. When I get home I will probably take three or four months off and see my family. I haven't seen my dad in four years, mom in two. Miss em. It calls for a road trip that I intend to take my time with, on my schedule.
Right NOW though, that's all in the future, and it may as well be on the other side of time. Soooooo much work to do. It's never enough and I'm never quite satisfied.... which is good I suppose. If I ever get that way it'll mean I'm on the way down and I am NOT ready to sit on a front porch, drink beer, and call it good.
Highlights from the vacation include Wyla, the Don Lucas cigar factory tour with Wyla, Wyla on the beach, ziplining with Wyla, Wyla across the table at meals, the hours sunning on the Catamaran with Wyla, watching the moon rise over the sea on a deserted beach with Caribbean rhythm in the distance and Wyla up close... if you don't see the pattern have your head checked. I got it bad folks, and it feels good. In future they'll never believe, EVER, that I met the love of my life at a freakin' furry con.
Which brings to mind that I have my reservations for next year's Confuzzled wrapped up. I'm going... with Wyla.
I do as I say
I hustle, I grind
Don't get in my way...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GoCOg8ZzUfg
Some lines in there I obviously don't jive with, but in essence that is an awesome tune that has made it to the top of my pumping iron playlist. If you've been in the gym in the last four years, you've either heard it or you need it. Take a listen, put it on ya playa, keep ya form tight an rock dem weights like they balloons!
*ahem* And now, with proper speech I move on to other things. My vacation was pretty much paradise. I could tell some stories about the travel involved, which was in almost every way the antithesis of the vacation itself, but I digress. I had a good time and the trip to and from be damned.
Mamajuana!
(don't get it? Take a trip to DR and you will.)
I'll post a pic or two that will move to scraps (as do all pics of my real self and related content). Now I've got the long row to hoe that comes with a summer of dissipation. The body I've worked hard for has slipped a bit and my task from now to Christmas is to put my house back in order. In the meantime I'll continue working on Beyond the Veil and finishing those damn certs. I get paid for what I know and by the time I leave here in April I need to know it VERY well to continue makin' the bank. With three months left in the year I can already tell that next year will be another game changer for me, hopefully in all the right ways.
Will start making serious effort to save up so that when I go home I can buy or build a nice house, one that I want to LIVE in rather than rent out. Ideally I'd also like to pick up another rental, but we'll see. I may have to put that off for a bit. When I get home I will probably take three or four months off and see my family. I haven't seen my dad in four years, mom in two. Miss em. It calls for a road trip that I intend to take my time with, on my schedule.
Right NOW though, that's all in the future, and it may as well be on the other side of time. Soooooo much work to do. It's never enough and I'm never quite satisfied.... which is good I suppose. If I ever get that way it'll mean I'm on the way down and I am NOT ready to sit on a front porch, drink beer, and call it good.
Highlights from the vacation include Wyla, the Don Lucas cigar factory tour with Wyla, Wyla on the beach, ziplining with Wyla, Wyla across the table at meals, the hours sunning on the Catamaran with Wyla, watching the moon rise over the sea on a deserted beach with Caribbean rhythm in the distance and Wyla up close... if you don't see the pattern have your head checked. I got it bad folks, and it feels good. In future they'll never believe, EVER, that I met the love of my life at a freakin' furry con.
Which brings to mind that I have my reservations for next year's Confuzzled wrapped up. I'm going... with Wyla.
TyneDragon
~tynedragon
The last two paragraphs are incredibly adorable. Things like that always happen in places you least expect them to. I look forward to seeing you again at CFz in May.
