Sunday Bloody Sunday

Routine (noun):

1. A prescribed, detailed course of action to be followed regularly; a standard procedure.
2. A set of customary and often mechanically performed procedures or activities.

I'm in a really structured phase of my life right now.. very totalitarian. There's a set rhythm to my existence and its not such a bad thing. I am, by nature, a man who likes his routine.. a comfortable and predictable lifestyle where I derive pleasure from the little things. I broke out of that for a while, lived a couple of years of spontaneity and it was quite a ride. I figure somewhere in the middle is about right, and I'm getting there.. slowly but surely, I am. For now I'll re-embrace the fuzzy warmth of predictability, because my entire life is getting an overhaul within 5 months.

We've been messing around with the new xbox that's been out, playing online with people and all that cool stuff.. its weird playing with someone who's not there, but it definitely fosters a team mentality between your friends when everyone's sitting around cheering you on to beat the person on the other end of the line.. I think we all like each other just that little bit more now.

I've recently discovered the true value of winter accessories. For a very long time I thought that any man wearing a scarf and gloves was a sissy-man who couldn't face the cold with the steely grit and determination required from a member of the XY club. With age and experience (and a hefty dose of estrogen), I learned that there is nothing wrong with protecting yourself from the cold. I even went out and bought me a pair of gloves and a nice warm scarf, and they've come in very handy on those frosty morning walks to the hospital. Masochism in the name of machoism gets you nowhere.

They're plain and black, by the way. Just the way they should be. *manly grunt*