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Finally Got a Piece of the Pie

So, I finally got a job here, which is a relief, since my cash stash is running strangely low. How I managed to spend 3500 bucks since I got here is beyond me, but I pulled it off. F’ing car payment, bills, insurance, etc. Anyway, I’m pretty psyched to be the new “systems manager” for Massey Services, a pest prevention/lawn care company in Maitland. I start Tuesday. More on that as it develops. That’s about all.

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Chapter 3 Begins

And so it goes, I am now a Florida resident. I am here in 76 degree, cool breeze FL, and now I need a job. I don’t have much to say right now, except that Chapter 3 of my life begins now. Chapter 1, “Connecticut” was a good tale, but not nearly as exciting as the following chapters. Chapter 2, “Virginia,” ended on an up note. Chapter 3 has some amazing potential. Keep your eyes peeled.

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i'm out

I’m done with work. I’m unemployed. I’m done with this placein Arlington. I’m done with glasses. I’m done with DC traffic. I’m done with wishing I were somewhere else. I’m done with missing out on things. I’m done with a lifestyle that left me wanting. I’m done chasing the money. I’m done with acquisition, collection, and display. I’m done misprioritizing my life. I’m done going too long in between catching up with my friends. I’m done allowing myself to procrastinate. I’m done NOT working out. I’m done with TV, at least, as much as I watch now. I’m done letting e-mail rule my life. I’m done with DC. I’m done.

Florida. 2 days and counting.

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i’m out

I’m done with work. I’m unemployed. I’m done with this placein Arlington. I’m done with glasses. I’m done with DC traffic. I’m done with wishing I were somewhere else. I’m done with missing out on things. I’m done with a lifestyle that left me wanting. I’m done chasing the money. I’m done with acquisition, collection, and display. I’m done misprioritizing my life. I’m done going too long in between catching up with my friends. I’m done allowing myself to procrastinate. I’m done NOT working out. I’m done with TV, at least, as much as I watch now. I’m done letting e-mail rule my life. I’m done with DC. I’m done.

Florida. 2 days and counting.

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the countdown continues

Today is my last real day of “work.” Yes, I come to work on Monday, but I know I’ll be formatting my machine and the like. I am so anxious about packing, but excited about the fact that my life is going to do a huge 180 in about a week.

There isn’t really too much to say – pretty much every minute of my day is now spent preparing for or thinking about Florida and a new, fun, redefined life.

Although, for one last week, I want to make great things happen in DC that I will forever remember.

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Doting…Ever So

My impending move to Florida is hanging over my head with a crazy intensity. I can’t wait. I’ve been through highs and lows – moments where I wondered if I am about to make the biggest mistake of my life and moments where I can’t contain myself. Moments where I look at my paycheck and think, “What moron walks away from this?” And moments where I remember sitting on that beach in Clearwater and saying confidentyly “I am moving to Florida!”

So the day is now just under two weeks away, and here I am going through clothing to donate to the Salvation Army. It’s weird, because many of the clothes that are worn out to the point of unwearability are clothes I really am attached to. Old Phish shirts, KA shirts, shirts I loved when I got that are too dirty to be rags, a series of yellow-arm-pitted unltra-shrunken tees worth of nose-blowing at best. And it rings of “moving on.”

This isn’t just changing jobs – this is changing lives. Freshly LASIK’ed, I am truly closing the book on a chapter of my life and starting a new one.

Now I have to go, because some numbnuts just hacked the firsttube.com admin page and granted archives access to about 50 people. Dammit.

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Update on Life in General

I have used this space, in recent months, as a sounding board for miscellaneous sarcasm and (attmpted)witty observation. It’s made me chuckle to look back over it, but it truly hasn’t been much a measure of anything other than my general whining about good things. So, for once, I’m going to be a bit sincere. Please don’t make fun of me.

My move to Florida is precisely 19 days away at this moment, and I’m at a very interesting point. I am beginning, probably because I am leaving, to realize how much I really like DC. I like the people here, my friends, and the area. As much as the traffic sucks, work can be unfulfilling (and it usually isn’t) or frustrating (it usually is), or it doesn’t have the “air” that puts my senses at ease, I love it here. Lately, things have just seemed really great – my social life has been active and I’m starting to feel some value in relationships that, although they’ve been great, have matured at an accelerated pace now that there’s a countdown on the casual nature of them. So I’m beginning to second guess myself.

It’s all in error, of course, not going to Florida would devastate the rest of my life, always wondering “what if I did go?” I mean, this has been a dream of mine for about 2 years, well before Keith moved there and made it that much easier to pick up and go. Now I am going, and I feel a certain comfort level in going. If I weren’t leaving a fairly lucrative position in which I take a certain amount of pride, I probably wouldn’t be nearly as nervous as I actually am right now. I do feel, a little, as though I’m leaving an established and successful life for the unknown that might leave me penniless.

On a lighter note, I dream of owning a little 2 or 3 bedroom house on the outskirts of Orlando with a little Schnauzer puppy named “Skippy” tearing about a fenced in back yard. I dream of having a nice girlfriend who helps me work around the house in a very “let’s play house” kind of way, and this is probably less related to Florida than a general readiness to settle down with someone worthwhile. Combine that with the relocation, my recentl LASIK surgery which reinvented my style, and you really have a major crossroads in my life. In fact, I really envision a whole new Adam, and as I meet people, I wonder if I will strike them as the same person I have here.

What really gets me is the need to put my roots down. This is fairly new, but then again, signs of it have been cropping up for the last few years. I suppose I’m ready to meet someone and have a long term relationship again. The last two years or so I’ve been bouncing around dating quite a bit, but not really meeting anyone who I really click with. I suppose you could make the argument for H – she and I get along like peas and carrots and are physically compatible – but I still feel as though we’re friends more than anything else. Ah….who knows. The point is, I may actually be ready to start considering things like “Is she Jewish?” Oy. I sound like my mom.

My mp3 collection is getting out of control. I’m well over 20 gigs, and I really need to back this stuff up. That means it’s time to spring for a portable hard drive or a laptop.

I’m really enjoying cooking lately. I’ve made some real whoppers lately. Dipping into Asian cuisine has been enlightening. Also, my pretzel chicken invention in the last two months has been a general success. I am going to publish the recipe on K5 soon, because I want to hear if others like it.

That’s about all for now.

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60 Days

60 Days
a poem by AS

In 60 days the sun will shine, the bitter cold here, left behind
I rearrange my daily parts – a chapter ends, a new one starts

Who knows what tales lay ahead as I move on down there instead
I slowly filter out my wares and organize and weigh my cares.

“I love this place” I said I learned, a gentle red of light sunburn
Let’s see what future dreaming buys, what chances here materialize.

An afternoon, but not too late, with warming air that circulates
and cools the gentle forehead sweat and proves to me suspicion yet.

A different sort of life to lead, a different sort of smile you need
don’t sit back and observe the tale – stand up, take charge, try not to fail.

So 60 days must slowly burn, and 60 nights I’ll toss and turn
I can’t fast forward the calendar run, so I’ll cross them off there, one by one.

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I'm so excited. I just can't hide it.

Oh my. It’s kinda silly that I don’t even feel any loyalty to anything in DC anymore. It’s like the days are just going to bleed by in a blurry countdown until I get to that sunny increasingly unrealistic paradise that will probably be host to the next phase of my life. I’m such an idealist.

Florida has had my brain for a while now, a few years have passed and I’ve pretty much pussed out on ever actually picking my ass up and transplanting my life there. I think I might do it. Really.

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I’m so excited. I just can’t hide it.

Oh my. It’s kinda silly that I don’t even feel any loyalty to anything in DC anymore. It’s like the days are just going to bleed by in a blurry countdown until I get to that sunny increasingly unrealistic paradise that will probably be host to the next phase of my life. I’m such an idealist.

Florida has had my brain for a while now, a few years have passed and I’ve pretty much pussed out on ever actually picking my ass up and transplanting my life there. I think I might do it. Really.

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