2005-07-07 - 3:00 p.m.

The rifts inbetween each entry seem to expand as I find less and less to complain or even comment about.

Life is clipping along at breakneck pace as I slide into the new and all too comfortable skin of an independent adult. It just dawned on me that I've now enjoyed a year and a half here at the lovely SHC and it's about time for an evaluation and raise. Perfect timing.

I've always had a casual obsession with money, not so much having it to spend on frivilous items, but rather picking a dream, a pathway, a goal and then working two or three jobs at a time to obtain the funds necessary to chase after that idea. In the past it was roadtrips, the study of music, pianos, etc...

Most recently it was learning guitar and applying what I've learned in a manner that would allow me to play rudimentary but solid guitar with bands as opposed to being just a keyboard or piano player.

And now, seemingly out of nowhere, the path is leading me into the world of homes, new cars, higher education, etc...

24 years old and living with three other roomates sounded good at 20, but the excitement and jackassery of my early twenties is starting to give way to the quiet, quaint and (gasp!) maturity of mid-twenties. So therefore I've made some earth-shaking decisions that will hopefully serve as the solid foundaiton for the rest of my life.

1) Starting long term and working backwards, I've made the decision to buy my first house. I'm looking at some quaint little 2 or 3 bedroom places around the Columbia area (yes, the Como area) to serve as the jump-off for my equity. But why Columbia? I'll get to that point next.

2) I'm goin back to school y'all. Not satisfied with the emotional rollercoaster that was my undergraduate education, I've opted to endure at least 2 more years of higher education in the pursuit of my MBA. Someone assures me it stands for Masters in Buisness Administration or something like that. Me, I think it just stands for More Bad Acting on my part. After all, school was for the most part a cakewalk with the only pitfalls being required attendance and sobriety.

Having fallen into the solid routine life of the "Real World" I feel quite comfortable with the idea of actually going to class and even participating! Good lord, what has become of the fuck-up I used to be?!? The decision was two-fold, based on a) the University's policy of paying for 75% of it's employees' higher educaiton efforts (a $18,000 MBA would only cost me a scant $4,500) and b) the idea of having a resume with 5 years + of real world work experience, a Bachelors in Journalism from the nation's best J-School and a Masters in Buisness makes me think I'd be a highly marketable and sought after catch for any Ad/Mktg/PR agency.

So a new house, back to school, and...

Yes, it's time to go through my mid-life crisis a little ahead of schedule. Rather then wait till I'm married to a nagging mouthpiece who used to be my match made in heaven, sitting in rush hour traffic jamming to John Tesh and watching my 3-year-old draw on my walls with marker or lipstick, I'm gonna relive the glory days while I'm still in them.

So I've financed and made funds available to purchase a (drumroll) 2005 Chrysler Crossfire. If you haven't seen these badboys yet, I would direct you to www.chrysler.com for a looksee. I would be purchaing the 2 door coupe in the elegant and sleek shade of black. The roadster looked cool at first, but I realized I'm not really a convertible kind of guy. I don't own a pair of Oakleys, I don't blast rap music because I think it looks rad, and I definitely don't own a wife beater or am in the buisness of wife beating.

So a sleek coupe, to take me from my quaint little home to classes and work. I guess we'll see how this all plays out in the near future.

Having done the required financial planning, looked into loans, etc...

I should be back in school for fall semester, or spring at the latest, should have the Crossfire by Nov. 21st and should be a proud first time home owner sometime after the new year.

So here's to hoping that life lofts the usual assortment of fast balls and change-ups and refrains from hurling any curve balls. And definitely no bean-balls.

Finally, in regards to the falling out that happened this past week, I have very little to say. Those close enough to me know the situation and may have even been affected by some of the decisions made by both parties involved. After much soul searching I've resolved that cutting my losses, forgetting but not forgiving and moving swiftly passed this bump in the road is my best plan of aciton. There will be no mud-slinging, no threats, no finger-pointing and most definitely no contact. For the longest time you were amongst a close inner circle of my friends, and now for whatever reason, you have decided to leave that circle and strike out in a different direction. I don't wish you luck, but I also don't wish you any ill tidings. It's just simply, goodbye.

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