ho ho hum

What better way to welcome the winter snow than with a viewing of Fargo, that study in tense moments. My first full viewing, as a matter of fact; I'd somehow caught the ending a couple times, which I found depressing. How extreme a situation, a series of situations, that would cause someone to think that they were doing right by hiring thugs! I don't mean to judge, only to contemplate. I enjoyed the characters, their speech, their peculiarities.

December, and winter, and the end of 2013. A time for reflection, and in so doing, I feel less than pleased with my efforts. Health-wise, I haven't put much time into the gym or into karate, which shows. But I am off my colitis medication and am fairing well enough. I put time into The Dave and Hwan Show. I worked on a board game. I suppose I went to a couple marches and rallies. And I did do a fair bit of donating to things this year.

MJ and I have been going to couples therapy, which I feel is making some difference. And I had a few sessions of cognitive behavioral therapy, enough to give me a taste of what it's like to train one's own responses to situations. To shape my own personality, through exercise.

I am the first to admit that I've spent a whole lot of time playing video games. At least of late, since I picked up a PS3. Over the past week however I've been playing Hearthstone, Blizzard's take on Magic: The Gathering. It's been a long while since I've had any interest in collectible card games, but the price (free) of the beta was too enticing to not try and now I am quite addicted to it. The fact that you slowly build a collection of cards with play helps -- I doubt I'd feel the same draw if I already had access to the full library. Another positive spin is that one's rate of card accumulation drops off sharply after playing more than thirty minutes or so a day. Still, I often find my mind lingering there.

Perhaps my current funk is due to MJ being away, and who will be away for the next 16 days. Or maybe it's because I spent the entire day inside, unwilling to face the snowstorm and its upsetting -12 windchill. Or that I feel old and fat and something something lethargy.

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