Boxed in triangular, dancing my jig on this wet floor thin ice I’m doing my jig on, I don’t know what is happening with me.

My week has been shit. Literally, shit. Shit shit shit shit. Everywhere I look is just shit.

Things are finally looking to calm down a little bit. Slow and slow, things are slowing down, winding down and beginning to go back to normal, maybe. Just maybe it will be.

It all started with a Macaron getting into the cat food and having the shits. His shits lead to him running away and almost getting hit by a car. I was almost hit too. Yay for getting hit by cars.

His shits of course naturally lead to Pickles’s shits, which he is hopefully getting better from now, since he’s taking medicine for it.

Shit shit shit shit.

Just a shitty weak and I’m glad that it is over. Hopefully things will get better.

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It’s the end of another week or just the beginning of another.

It’s been a week since I’ve written the above and I’m tired. I’m cold and tired.

My allergies has gotten the best of me, but yet, I’m out here just typing away.

Things has progressed in the Sassy Pants front. We had our talk and I guess we had our first official date just the other night.

Things went well. I get a better sense of her personality and her humor. Right up my alley.

Things are going well and I’m not going to think too much of it. One step at a time.

One day at a time.

One date at a time.

Just one….at a time.

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Superbowl is here and I thought it would be a great excuse for me to make some wings. It’s going to be a wings fest today and I’m actually looking forward to it.

Bring it on.

Go Seahawks.

Speaking of sports, it has been a while since I’ve actively watched sports or have I been invested in a game. I think the last time was when the Seahawks were in the Superbowl, way back in ’06. We lost. There were a lot of bad calls.

But before then, it was before I moved down to California.

I guess the reason I watched so much sports back then was because dad watched sports. I guess in a way, it was a way to bond with him, to follow his interests and it was just a different time back then for me.

But, I pretty much shut down this sports watching right when I moved down here…and plus the record breaking Mariners’s season came to an early end during the playoffs to the A’s.

Such disappointment.

But here we are again, Seattle Seahawks against the Denver Broncos.

Go Seahawks!

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Going out.

Meeting new people.

I need to do it.

I really do. If not, then I really am choosing to be alone.

Sassy Pants aside, it does seem that I am truly choosing to live my life alone if I don’t step out of my comfort zone.

I think the group thing, meetup.com would be the best bet for me to meet new people, make new friends, or possibly find someone.

Match.com just really isn’t working for me.

The whole online thing just isn’t for me.

But first, I just need to get myself out of the house more often and explore. I need to be able to just leave Pickles at home and just explore.

Maybe in a way, that’s why I agreed to take in Relish, so I can just go out on my own more often and that Pickles can have a companion at home.

We will see how long this approach goes.

But, I need to get out of the house.

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Staying motivated.

Staying dedicated.

I just need to make a commitment to change.

Every year should be a growing year right? I should learn something new about myself and better myself every year, right?

That’s my motto.

That’s what I try to live by.

Have I done it?

Maybe that is what this push into the MLC was, that I was too comfortable being who I am and that it was just time for me to change more, to better myself.

I just needed an extra push. I need to stop procrastinating and coming up with excuses.

I just need to do.

It should be simple.

It should be great.

Be a better person.

Grow up, just a little more.

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