S2 E1: fuck netflix

I mean How messed up would it be if I just left it off there? I mean things are really fuckin moving right now! Three weeks from a year of sobriety, two weeks from the Deadcember payoff, within a month and change of the big Green to Blue transition, all the while having my head on right for the first time in a while? Killing the series now is like Netflix running bomb ass new shows for exactly one season then never touching them again (fuck you Netflix give me more Jupiters Legacy or Kaos…or both for that matter).

Yeah i think it would be a disservice to the 10-12 people who keep up with this. Plus, the ability to look back at tough times and track my own resilience and measure the effectiveness of different coping strategies is incredibly beneficial to my own growth and development. Also, it costs free 99 and keeps me honest so fuck it, we ball.

Damn, alright so where were we? Oh yeah, we do last week on the following Monday. K, so last week we had new years, routine assumption, status measurements, and holiday clean up. Right so we did the grossly adult thing of  board games and staying in for NYE with Liz’ coworkers where i absolutely dominated the room in Mexican train. Sorry hun, been playing dominoes since I was five, I’m untouchable. Liz took the cutesie opportunity to, in a combined effort with her coworker, invite me to another dudes ski trip with the boys the following day. Thanks dear, honestly it was fun but i learned three important and embarrassing things: smoked legs and skiing don’t mesh…skiing is tough to pick up after two years…and when the fuck did i become the older guy? It’s uncomfortable and I’d much rather turn back the clock to where i was the freshman. Mansplaining Blink-182 feels icky.

All in all we are off to a solid fucking week. Sitting around 183, 81 lbs of muscle, 22% body fat (all to say a far cry from the 200 at 29% i was getting out of the hospital last February). Don’t have any resolutions or goals yet, gonna let the year shake out a few different ways before dialing in some. All I’ve got so far is to keep this thing going and focus on keeping a strong positive mental health and outlook on life while being the best friend, brother, son, and husband i can be. OH, and maybe incorporate a song and a picture into each entry. Today’s song is brought to you by Reckless Kelly live at Zona Rosa in Austin, TX. It’s a song about two of the wildest things in the world, motorcycles and redheads.

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5a8SwDX6DQM8RG6jZv9bFV?si=d_KwhpLcSeWoW2tTOOzbDA

NFCWFH / IGY6 / 988 / SCW / 345

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