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Ah, the joys of relapsing. It makes one feel so worthless and almost as stupid as the guy who wanted to return the money he stole for the wallet he left behind. Yes, relapsing is never good. So, I must find solace wherever I can. Lately that’s been in my routine. A routine you say? Yes. The guy who never makes plans is now sticking to a routine. It goes as follows. Run 1 mile in the morning, eat right throughout the day, then run 1 – 2 miles in the evening along with a mild workout to tone the muscles but not bulk up. As of week 2 (yes I started this last week and forgot to blog about it) I’m still sticking with it.

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After nearly a year of waiting and biding my time, I can finally reveal that I have new glasses. After losing my prescription and not finding anything good online, I finally decided to go to a brick and mortar store and pick up a pair. 12 days later the glasses were finally available for pick up.

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How do you get rid of one experience? Have 100 more to take it’s place. So, in the spirit of keeping things fresh and exciting for myself I’ve decided to drown myself in a multitude of experiences. Once a week (hopefully, if not every two weeks) I will try to do something new. Something I haven’t done in a while or something I haven’t done ever. This shall include, trying new foods, things, situations, and whatever comes to mind. This week it was riding the bus to work.

Los Angeles has a type of bus service called the Commuter Express which is basically a fast bus service for professionals that only runs during Rush Hour. This makes riding the bus from the San Fernando Valley to downtown Los Angeles even remotely feasible. With the help of my sister, I was able to plan this expedition out and hit the buses for the first time since almost 7 years ago!

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On July 2nd, 2008 AD the universe conspired to put into place a series of events that would turn what was supposed to be an ordinary day for two young programmers living in los angeles into the “Best Day Ever”. The story involves a burger, a magic glove, and lyrics to an old Disney song. Interested? You should be.

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I spent a lot of the last week or so in a state of fugue. Walking around but not really accepting where I was. It took a few final words and a semblance of an exit plan in order to really begin to make myself function again.

In going through a few old files, my sister came across a binder of mine that contained printouts of the Vacuum Diagrams newsletter I once put out. What funny things we once were. Me and my sultry crew of post-teenage angst writers. Were we good? Were we bad? That’s more for others to decide. I’ll let you decide.

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