relationships

Ok, I broke the rules and bought a bottle of Irish Whiskey tonight. That met with its perilous lover...the songs of unrequited love. I heard this song on a commercial the other day and almost instinctively reached for a bottle of whiskey. The song is called "Almost Lover" Download it if you get time.

It shakes my world because of its ability to remind me of what I thought was happiness. It's very haunting to remember those precious few moments when everything came together, and somehow you just knew you were doing exactly what you were supposed to be doing.

Romantic or not, everyone has experienced this feeling. At some point, we all envision our goals, our own perfect perception of what will make us happy. And if we are very lucky, we reach some sort of realization of that goal. For me, it was a brief moment of waking up next to the right girl. At that point, life seemed to have met a nexus where my powerful imagination met with reality. For some reason, I was being blessed with that rare moment.

I think that after you reach that point, expectations go downhill.

I am sure of one thing. Your point of view on love is clearly defined by your place on the timeline. This timeline begins with the amatuer view of true love, unconquerable. At the other end of the spectrum is the belief that people end up together, with no magic involved. Somewhere in the middle, we all ended up sacrificing.

I forever wait the inspirational spark that changes the way I rant about love at 2 in the morning...

This is Mariah, my dog. Yes, she is named after Mariah Carey. She is 7 months old and her birthday is June 20th.

hospital

For those of you who haven't heard, I spent the weekend in the hospital. I had a small case of angina. Apparently, my heart wasn't getting enough oxygen. Everything is fine now, but I got a different view on life by spending some time around some older people. I was in the Cardiac Unit, which, as you would expect, is not full of young bucks like myself. These patients were all in bad shape because of a long life of abuse to their bodies. I have apparently done quite a bit of damage to the old ticker by drinking and smoking as much as I have.

Ready for the irony? I had just made a New Year's resolution to take better care of my body. A resolution I have actually kept thus far. I have been working out everyday at Fles 24/7. I quit smoking and I only drink one night per week. Now, I'll admit, that one night a week meets with a lot of booze, but I think it's a step in the right direction. So after three weeks of healthy living, that's when my body gives up. I think it went into some sort of panic because it wasn't receiving it's usual dose of vices and stress.

Anyway, lesson learned. I guess everything is truely better in moderation. You can't drink every night. And if you do, stopping can be hell on your body. You can't go from not working out at all, to working out for 2 hours everyday. (We were doing the workout the actors from the movie 300 did. It's hell!) Somewhere in the middle is the healthy balance I strive for. Until then, I plan on staying out of Cardiac Units and hospitals all together.

PS - Covenant has a beautiful phlebotomist named Kristen. If she is reading this, I just wanna say Hi. I knew the doctors must not have been too worried about my heart because they let such a gorgeous girl in my room. :)

Jeopardy Test

Well, I just finished my online test for Jeopardy. It was pretty rough. I studied all of the arbitrary trivia I could find today, but it may not have been enough. I think I got a good amount right, maybe half. Let's hope that's enough to qualify for the next round. If it is, they will be calling me to audition in Dallas anytime now. We'll see!