Perhaps the only perk of my job is finding out when certain cool things happen around town. For instance, Tuesday I learned that “Birdie, the Early Bird” was going to appear today at a local McDonald’s from 7:30 am to 10 am.

Of course, I was thinking that would make for the perfect picture for Facebook and MySpace... so I set my alarm early, set the camera out and went to bed at a normal hour last night.

And naturally, the elements have conspired against me. I’ve had insomnia since I’ve been back from Europe... and I’m averaging 2-4 hours of sleep a night... which usually doesn’t begin until around 3 am. Last night was no exception. It is SO fun tossing and turning, being too hot, then too cold, reading, listening to podcasts and audiobooks, and NOT falling asleep.

So, when seven rolled around, I wasn’t really interested in getting up. Besides, I had until 10, right? I hit the snooze and dozed a bit longer.

Finally, I’m up at 8:30, still groggy and using Excedrin to jump start my day. I run through the shower and decide to shave. My bathroom faucet is leaky, and I’ve not had time to fix it (although you’d think I’d have plenty with the insomnia and stuff), so I turn the water on and off below the vanity before and after I use the sink. Fine, throw everything together, check email, and I’m out the door at 9:35. Since it only takes five minutes to get to that McDonald’s from my house, I should be ok! I still think it’s a cool idea for a Facebook photo!

I didn’t count on the train sitting parked on the tracks between hither and yawn. I don’t even wait, I U-turn and head through downtown.

Now, at this point, I should mention that in the city of Topeka, a traffic signal isn’t doing it’s job unless it has collected at least a dozen cars to no cross traffic. Today was no exception.

At 9:50, I’m a block away and I see that the road is closed to through traffic... fine, I dart through the adjacent parking lot. Yep, the road work runs past it too, so I have to turn around and skirt around a couple more blocks to get there.

I walk into McDonald’s at 9:55... no sign of Birdie anywhere. Naturally. While it was a cool idea, it’s not worth getting my knickers in a twist, and I get to order breakfast (which was part of the original plan anyway).

Now, if I were naturally a morning person, or I were sleeping normally, I might find some irony in missing the “early bird,” but I don’t think anyone who knows me would/could have expected otherwise. Morning, I’m not at my best, and I’m chronically late before 10 am anyway. C’est la vie.

What i'm listening to:

I Kissed a Girl
Katy Perry
One of the Boys

So, what has changed since I started blogging... besides my apparent recent lack of interest in blogging.

I’ve grown as a person. I’m less narcissistic, which means I’m less needy and feel whole. This was an absolutely essential transition I needed to make. To think that someone else “completes you” is utter rubbish. Something else... even more so!

Honestly, I now know you have to find yourself and be content with yourself before you can have any successful relationship... which will significantly raise the bar for any potential mate I choose to hook up with.

I’ve learned how to stop worrying. It is absolutely amazing how not worrying about all these little things that are out of my control has affected my mood swings. It seems that the line “just smile a little smile and say, ‘I never did mind about the little things,’” was spot on.

I’m learning to detach myself from outcome. Ah, the joys of having an analytical mind. I see a girl I’d like to get to know better... and off it runs! Within seconds, my mind has processed everything that can happen in my interaction with the young lady, which only succeeds in idealizing her, petrifying me... and we both lose. Getting to know her is the object, why speculate on what may or may not happen?

After all, why would I want to spend a lot of time with someone with a bangin’ body if she’s annoying the piss out of me?

I’ve changed my attitude on dating. I think it is sad that so many couples have one date and like each other just enough to become exclusive! Tell me, what’s wrong with meeting new girls every night, seeing four or five, and having the one you enjoy most eventually standing out? Really, wouldn’t this lead to a lower divorce rate if people would play the field more... and realize there isn’t anything wrong with it?

I don’t care what others think. This is totally non-narcissistic... because the narcissist needs others’ approval to even survive. I know this first hand, so this is a strange new territory for me. What’s simply amazing is the fact that by not caring whether I offend people or not, I’m more genuine, and more attractive. Who knew?

So, will I continue blogging with so little negativity in my life? Time will tell.

What i'm listening to:

Identified
Vanessa Hudgins
Identified