Baby why you gotta treat me this way?

Whoa I sneeze and two months go by!

A lot can happen in two months, and I'm really glad that's the case. Since my previous postings of woe, lamenting my unemployed status and feeling rather sorry for myself, I ended up landing a pretty nice job, getting out with some friends and generally started feeling pretty good about life again. Hell yeah, Me.

I guess the main events in my life lately have revolved around employment. For a while there I was about to join the military, and in fact came *this* close to pulling the trigger. I still wouldn't call it out of the question at this point, but after going through a few different recruiters and getting a pretty great job, I'd have to lean toward staying civilian for now. When Zombie Hitler and Hirohito rise again, however, count me in for the fight. Also, on the plus side, I started getting my fat ass back into shape in anticipation of boot camp. Even though it didn't pan out, I'm still about 10 pounds lighter than when I started and I can do more push ups than you.

The weather has changed significantly in the past couple months as well, which gets my outdoorsy side all hot and bothered. I didn't realize it while living in Logan, but Salt Lake really is a lot warmer, and there's no snow to be found on the ground these days. It's nice, and, as we're now officially in Spring, I can't wait to get outside more. I obviously didn't have the money to ski this winter, which was a bummer, but I've been able to get on my mountain bike already, and that's got me all pumped and ready to go. It's also got me thinking I need to get a road bike to start commuting the 13 miles to work that way. I figure it'll save me over six dollars a day in gas money and continue to trim some off my flabby ass. More on that as it develops.

On the flip side of that, I guess the other big news of late is I couldn't find a regular stick of Starburts at the store tonight, so I just went with the $3 bag, which means that two hours later I'm laying in bed covered in red, pink, orange and yellow wrappers with a terrible stomach ache. Someday I'll learn self-control when it comes to Starbursts, but not this day.