Had a really interesting few days.
Firstly, randomly walked by a buncha workers and tossed them few hundred to paint my apartment. Totally spur of the moment. Looks great.
Anywho, dunno if I ever told you but I’ve had a real estate broker’s license since I was like 19. Some years, used it a lot; other years, not at all. Just rented a place less than 24 hours after the first showing. About half the people I showed it to said that the unit looked just like the pictures in my ad and that it was accurately described.
Which brings me to my other occupation; I work for a litigator who recently told me that, A Few Good Men jokes aside, the truth is the most powerful thing in a courtroom.
They know, on some level, what’s true and what’s for sale.
Which then brings me to an issue I’m having with one of my oldest and dearest friends. He’s got two email addresses, one personal, one work. He’s asked that I use one over the other for work related matters, which I’ve obliged.
However, the issue’s that emails to that address are never answered in a timely manner – in fact there have been several times where he’s dropped the ball completely. So another email has to be sent saying, “Did you get my email?” which also goes unread resulting in a phone call. Thus a one-minute question becomes a long drawn out affair.
After the very last time he promised me that he’d set up a forward to make sure he gets emails. And again it happens. So I told him that I’d never send another email to that address.
Now he’s upset with me.
Which’s odd, cause he takes no responsibility for failing to follow-through, it’s my fault that I now, a year later, refuse to write him there any more. He’s essentially saying, “All those other times I said that I’d read them? I was totally not being honest with myself or you. But this time? This time, I’m gonna read them.”
But there’s a difference between the lies you tell yourself, wishful thinking without action, and the truth.
Put another way: there’s a difference between what you think is true, what you hope is true, and what is actually true.
The three are not the same.
My oldest and closest friend turns 40 today. I wish you courage.
Cause with courage, coupled with hope and a dash of empathy, you’ve got mosta what you need to get through this life unbroken.
Friends, cold hard cash, and rum do not hurt either.
So I guess what I’m really saying is that I wish you courage, hope, empathy, friends, cold-hard cash and rum.
Actually, rum will help with most of the above.
Lemme revise my thought then; I wish you rum.
Happy getting one-year-older-but-also-one-year-better day!
Location: sitting next to Diego
Mood: less busy, finally
Music: Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings
YASYCTAI: Pick up a new book; how are you on your reading schedule? (2 days/1 pt)