Confound It, I Annoy Myself!

All too often, I fail at being even a decent human being. There are very simple things a person can do to support those around us, and more often than not, I breeze past them blinded by the smog in my noggin.

Sometimes I feel like screaming at myself for being such a conceited ape.

Recently, I tend to run into opportunities to support or help folks in simple ways. Not particularly hard ones at that.. and still, I don’t. What is it in my makeup that causes this?

I don’t really care if this comes out completely disjointed, it’s basically a stream of consiousness. I just had to write, and let someone else read my frustrations. 

Perhaps it’s my loner tendencies that makes simple gestures very hard for me? Or is it just that I’m a boor who doesn’t care? 

Funny the things that can hit you when you read someone elses blog..

   Randy

Current Listening: Band of Horses - Cease To Begin

The Start of Things

Sometimes I wish I lived a more exciting life. And for a minute or two, wished I could tell you I saw the new year in with stylish friends at some exclusive spot.

Instead I rang it in watching John Elder blowing up Morgan Hastings in his own gun shop. That is to say, I was finishing The Sons of Katie Elder when the clock ran to midnight.

So starts another year! One promising nothing, yet I intend to wring every bit of life out of it, and when it’s this time next year, I expect to have something to show for it.

A bold statement? Yes!

And such is how I intend to live, as if I’m alive.

I didn’t plan to go into 2009 with a long list of unattainable goals sure to be doomed to failure by mid January. Instead, I planned to go in with realistic expectations of myself.

Simply put, I want to be more vigilant about my health, and renew my lax jogging routine. I slacked off about October due to a cold, and never quite got around to rebooting myself. And I started this today, I jogged a mile before lunch and walked roughly three before dinner.

The second thing I wanted to do was write more often. And give it more attention. To that end I have two Moleskines at the ready. And intend to have one with me at all times. God bless the folks who made these great little notebooks! Properly armed with these historic little pads, I feel as if I could take on Hemingway or my favorite, Verne, at their own game.

Thirdly, I have long failed myself miserably at blogging. I can have a little spurt of inspiration and rattle a few posts off then lose interest when I don’t have a flood of comments immediately. I decided to make no promises to myself or my readers of a set number of posts a week or month, they will come as I have something to say or share. Bear with me on this one!

I decided to take this year to improve myself, in hopes of better serving those around me. My logic is, If I’m becoming happier with myself, I will be more willing to share me with others. Possibly flawed, as I know I’ll never be completely satisfied with myself, but these are my weakest areas, and by God, I intend to be better to myself than I have in the past.

Enough narcissism. What realistic goals do you have in mind for this year? I’d love to hear them.