Friday, December 28, 2012

Because I'm Criminally Insane

Maybe I need an outlet.  Maybe some people want to know who's behind the camera. Either way, you're going to be sorry you ever knew me. These are non-essential wargaming thoughts and it will probably offend you to no end.  If it doesn't, then I think you and I can be friends.

So why am I criminally insane? Who knows, I figured it's a great sentence to start this new category off.

So what shall we blog about today?  I don't think there's a specific topic... well maybe there is.  Let me tell you a story.  When I was younger, I hated the world.  Mostly it had to do with being your typical teen and the other, suffering from a long drawn out broken heart.

It wasn't until I went to college where I got over that crap and just partied and had way too much fun with way too much alcohol or flirting around with way too many women... or both.  Life was great.  I think that all those years of being miserable exploded into years of partying ignorant bliss.

I found something out during those years of drunken blur.  People love you when you're outgoing and pleasant and they will follow you if you take the lead.

I took that into my grown up life.  As much as I partied in college, I was one of those guys that didn't bother to pay attention.  Sad to say, I was one of those naive young people who already thought they knew where they were going and what they want to do. Lucky for me, that gamble paid off for me.

Jumping in to a few business ventures and ditching that party life aside, I worked my ass off to build the connections to keep me going; working with those that are worth working with and who will back me as I back them.  And here I am, in a job that I love and keeps me living a pretty comfortable life (even though some of my friend can contest I do complain about it once in a while). Sure, there were ups and downs, there were betrayals and dealings with the shady but that's life.

And that's the trick.  Figuring out what kind of people will rise up to the occasion with you or who will be the ones that will drag you down.

One of the reason I believe you need to succeed is to surround yourself with people that won't bring you down;  those that take a beating and gets right back up.  They don't sit there and bitch and moan every minute of the day about what they aren't getting, trapped in some time in the past and relieving it every sad moment and making sure that no matter what you do, you go down that road with them.

To be quite honest, I have a hierarchy of friends. The close friends that rank up there as family. These are people I'll jump in front of a bullet for and go broke for, then there are the friends who I would help out as well when I can, then you have acquaintances and then the rest of the world.  It's starting to sound like a Facebook thing isn't it? :)  Ok well, I lied.  I'm a strange guy as there's actually another grouping that consist of two people in this world right now that I would give up everything for and they both know who they are.

But I'm not going to get into that.  Back to point, I keep this "hierarchy" mainly to protect myself.  I worked hard to get where I am and having an open and warm heart to EVERYONE just steals the soul from you and some people will do everything to do so and not give it a second thought.

As always, when the Christmas holidays comes around, so do the depressed.  It's not a bad thing to say.  Some of my friends called me up just to talk because it was one of those holidays for them.  I listen or meet up for a drink and I'm there for them but these are friends that ALWAYS bounces back.  They just needed an ear for an hour or two to laugh or cry about the old days.  Hell, even I got my bouts of the depressed bug in the past week.

It's an even exchange and when we're done with our pissing and moaning to each other, we laugh about it later on in the night about how stupid we're being.  Those are the friends worth having.  That's true friendship and that's the type that you want to keep.

That's why I cherish the friendships that I do have with people and usually ignore those that I really don't want to deal with.  As much as I LOVE helping people, I am very overly cautious in doing so and will only chose to help those that I think are worth it.

I know, it sounds horrible but as much as I believe in "A good friend is always there for you." I also believe that a good friend won't drag you down with them when you go to their aid.  For some people, this concept escapes them.

I do feel bad for them though but I won't play the pity game.  You know that game, those that cry "Oh poor me, look at me. I feel horrible." and when you're there for them nothing will make them feel better.  Then after a while, when they push YOU away, they cry about how much they are always there for everyone else and no one cares about them.... blah blah blah.

It's a pity party.  Some person who wants to leech the greatness out of you so you can stand where they are. So who's the worse of the worse friends now?

What the fuck am I talking about? Who knows.  I get into these weird babble of sorts sometimes and sometimes I find there is a point I'm trying to make.  What's the point?

I guess simple.  If you want to be successful, surround yourself with successful people and be successful with them. If you want to be happy, then surround yourself with happy people and be happy with them.  Stop playing the fucking victim and be a fucking survivor!

Sorry, I stole that line from G+ chat the other night.  So I'll try and be original:

"You, me or nobody is going to hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard you hit, it is about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward, how much can you take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done! "

OK... so I stole that from Rocky Balboa. How about:

"When life fucks you, fuck it back.  At least you can have an orgasm while you're down on your luck."

Yeh that's sounds more like me.

What the hell am I talking about anyways? Are you still here reading this crap? Maybe I'm just criminally insane and should be locked up.


  1. I try to protect myself in those situations but in the end I end up either shunning the cry baby or crying myself. No middle grounds for me ... maybe I'm insane too who knows?

  2. We All Go a Little Mad Sometimes! ;)