Lies and my own Tomfoolery

It has been a breach of trust that has brought me back here. Actually I'm here to begin posting again. It's been a challenge trying to find things to write about in light of my personal experiences last year.

Being home has only emphasized how mundane and gray things can be when you've moved around at a high frequency over the past couple of years to new cities and towns with next to no obvious opportunities to find friends and re-integrate yourself into some type of society.

Alas, here I am writing again. And there goes my renewed interest in pursuing a graduate degree, if not but part-time.

A Brief History of My Time

In short I started up a job in this area and after a couple months of working I just wasn't happy. I loved the coworkers but the work itself ... web-monkey stuff ... just really didn't appeal to my sensibilities. That and the old Fight Club adage of "this is it?" slamming alongside an even more painful reality that "this is what I felt like I was missing in Iraq?".

So I've made efforts to spice things up. Working out with a high level of frequency, making an effort to shed those annoying couple of pounds that have plagued my belly for years!!! I've met resistance at each step but, with some moderate exercise and going through severe "behavior modification" I've managed to slave off a couple of the pounds.

I decided to return to the concert scene and with that I've also decided to write in this journal of those experiences and some of my experiences with my hobbies. This seems like a great reflection point for me and it'll serve as proof of my mid-life endeavors to expand my social network beyond the scope and realm of the work-place.