Semi-Charmed Life

Helping Hands

I hate when people say they are there for you and to not hesitate to ask for help when you need it, but when the help you need is financial, they suddenly don't seem too eager to help anymore.

What Do Your Friends Do?

I was talking to a friend yesterday, and it struck me how little I know about what my friends do for a living. I only have a very vague idea of what many of my friends do. For some, I know they work for a certain company, and that's good enough. If you were to ask me what X does, I'd say that he works for so and so and that's all I'd be able to tell you.

If a friend works for an obscure company, I'd usually associate him or her with a "field," regardless of what he or she actually does in that field. I have a friend that does logistics for a fashion company, but we all just say that he's in fashion. I'm in securities lending, but I hesitate to consider myself as being in finance. I associate finance with brokering mega-deals and raking in the mega-bucks, which isn't what I'm doing at the moment.

I also realized I have some close friends that I don't know anything about in regards to what they do for work. I don't even know what industry he's in, or what field it's considered. Is it common to know what your friends do for work? Or are most people like me and just know what field or company someone works in?

Anyway, I'm battling a skin infection right now. I caught it from my bjj gym. This has really got me in a funk. I hate to say it, but my life feels really empty when I don't train. I wish I could be back at the gym, but I have to wait til this freaking infection clears up. I just feel completely lost without bjj training. It also doesn't help that I have a skin virus that is contagious. It transfers via skin to skin contact, so I have to make an effort to make as little physical contact with others as possible. Even the name of the virus sounds ugly . . . molluscum contagiosum. Yuck.

A Sad Day

The hard part about getting older is that you have to deal with the inevitable . . . death. I accept it as a natural progression of life, but it is so tragic when it is untimely. They say the good die young, and if that's the case then Richie you were one of the best. Eddie, this must be the hardest thing in the world to go through, but we're right by your side if you need anything from us.

Rest in peace Richie. You will not be forgotten

A Note

When I was high school, handwritten notes used to be the big thing. No such thing as text messaging. Meeting up with a girl in between class to exchange notes was something you looked forward to. Well at least I did.

My favorite note was lyrics from a song. Til this day, every time I hear the song I still think about the note.

Lee Ann Womack - I Hope You Dance

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)

I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

This is one of the few songs that have any meaning for me. The lyrics actually mean something to me.