Face to Face Meeting!

Hi, everyone!

We’re back! I’m in Sales as many of you know. Today is a big day. The person who handled the state I live in was fired, so I asked to take over for her. First things first, I hit up some of my old contacts. BOOM! First outreach, first meeting booked. And guess what? It’s in person. It’s been… over a year and a half since I’ve had a business meeting in person. I’m fucking pumped.

I thrive in person, believe it or not. Online? Not as much but I still do well. I’m very excited to be able to be myself 100% and just have a conversation with the guy. A “no” is the worse that can happen. Don’t let “no” bring you fear. It used to scare me. Now I embrace it. You want to know what I really, really dislike? “Maybe”. Like… get out of here with that. Give me a yes or a no. It’s simple.

Is the world getting back to “normal”? Sure feels like it. I’m hoping I hit big on commission soon so I can get out to see my buddy on the east coast. Today’s my first step towards that.

I wish you well. Try not to beat the shit out of yourself.

P.S. I had some wonderful quotes from Marcus Aurelius to post today but I think I’ll get those in later this week.

Finally Got It

Hi, everyone.

Welp, it finally happened. I am Covid-19+. So far, the symptoms are quite intense but nothing I can’t handle as of now. It did just take me a solid minute to type out that last sentence, so the blurriness is real, but it could just be the copious amounts of Day/NyQuil.

I’ve reached out to everyone who I could’ve passed it along to – and I feel terrible about it. One of my friends will be missing work when she really, really needs to work. My boxers will be put on hold. It just kind of sucks.

But remember, on this blog we try to look at the bright side. We have to look at the bright side or else, well, everything just kinda sucks. I’m still here. My body seems strong enough to fight this virus. I will be healthy again.

I don’t take Covid-19 lightly and I don’t think anyone should. Should I have taken more precautions? Maybe. It’s easy to place blame or blame yourself during moments like these, but it’s important to remember: It just doesn’t fucking matter.

I’m going to be healthy again. My heart goes out to all those who lost someone near to them throughout this pandemic. That’s why I can’t stand a lack of responsibility within this pandemic. It’s not hard to wear a mask. It’s not hard to not go out when you’re exhibiting symptoms of the virus. It’s just not hard at all. Yet, here we are.

I wish you well. Try not to beat the shit out of yourself.

On A Roll

These are halftime thoughts, really. Everton is playing Manchester United in the League Cup. I think I have about seven to eight minutes to finish this post. Oh, score is 0-0 if you’re wondering. United look more likely to score. Edinson Cavani is a baller.

OK, so we need to connect to the title. I mean, really, we spoke about soccer (yes, I’m American, I say soccer). Soccer balls roll, so this post is pretty much complete.

What the fuck is wrong with me sometimes?

No, the reason I’m writing to you today is two-fold:
1. Family member I’m staying with has COVID, therefore I’m on lockdown as well
2. I’m on a fucking roll with blogs, there’s no denying it

Funny thing is I’m not even trying to write more often. It’s just happening. I told myself I wanted to be active on this blog back in August when I started it. I’ve been more than excelling past my own expectations of myself for this $42/yr website. Totally worth every penny.

It’s funny how like … I’d say 85% of the followers are bots. WordPress has some issues there, definitely. I hope some of you out there read this stuff & get something from it. I mean, go back to some August 2020 or September 2020 posts. Fucking tragic. Yeah, some posts now are just as tragic, but let’s not pretend there’s no improvement.

OH, I’m down to my original medication, too. Once a month for therapy instead of the weekly followed by bi-weekly.

Lots of information for you lot, I know. Back to the game! Life rolls on! (I’m so sorry for that.)

I wish you well. Try not to beat yourself up.

Update: You people made me miss one minute & fifty-four seconds of the second half. How dare you.