Life in changing perspectives

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I have come to a conclusion, and OK, may not be original but it is to me, that life happens. My life, your life, everyones freaking life..(yeah, folks, I'm going to try and get through this one with minimal cussing, so shut the fuck up and pay attention..). You see, I had what I guess you could call an Epiphany. I figured, that I was tired. Tired of being angry. Tired of being angry at myself, tired of being angry at things I had no control over.
Just damn tired.
I mean Shit happens! In life, at work, at home..
So I decided to do what a new friend of mine told me I should be doing a lot more of...Smiling. I decided to smile more. and laugh. and just say "Fuck it" (OK I know I said I wasn't going to cuss so much..but then again, its my damn blog, and it wouldn't be me, if I didn't..so there, n'yah!)..

As I was saying, there are just too many things in this world that you can't change. too many assholes that try to ruin your day, I know, I deal with a lot of them, daily! And if you let them rain on your parade, the only thing that's going to happen, is you're going to go thru life soaked.
My Wife and I have patched things up, we are working on things, and no it's not perfect, but what the hell in life is? There are ups and downs, period. So we deal. 'Nuff said.
At work, well, what do you want it's work. you a have shit day,  you deal with it  and you move on. Now I'm putting in for a promotion, a new position..If I get it, cool beans, means more work, but hey, its off the grind of dealing with the public, so YEAH ME! If I don't well, Fuck it, life goes on.
Do I piss and moan?  Maybe, I'm human, but I'm not going to let it hold me back, can't. Like I said, Shit happens.
Cross that bridge and all..
Life is what you make of it. Step of the curb, get hit by a bus. In the same respect, walk into the market, win the lotto! It's a crap shoot. You smile and move on.
So here's to smiling and moving on..with life, with work, with everything...

Peace.

OK, So I've been a little behind..

So..how's everyone doing..yeah I'm back...been away, but always around.
Still working on the story. Need to finish that thing, (Gods I need to finish that thing!)
So what have I been up to??? Like people care. I mean, those that read my blog, have blocked me from theirs, and those that used to come around and visit often, said
"Well, he's not here anymore so who cares".

Well, in all actuality, I care. I really do, or else I wouldn't be here now.  So tell you what, to anyone who takes the time to peruse my blog, I will make the concentrated to write something remotely interesting.
So welcome back to me..I'm not going to begin to get into where I've been..but I'm back, and that's all that counts.

Peace,

AND SO IT GOES....
Facebook, I have ended my relationship with you..why? Well, for starters, you have allowed, not once, not twice, but on three, THREE! different occasions, the hacking of my email accounts from your so-called "secure" site.
Not only did I receive spam, but my wife, my friends and co-workers, received embarrassing spam, that was being sent out via an email address that I had closed some time earlier this year, and yes, maybe looking back I should have had the foresight to go in and remove that address from my FB account, but I didn't, and wham! It not only gets hacked, it gets used as a proxy account for every Tom, Dickhead and Lame-O that has nothing better to do than lambaste people with useless crap.

If this was one time, I could see saying, "hey, it happens..screw it", and move on..But no, this is the third time..Damn people, do you not see what is going on?
Every one I have spoken to, has left FB for the same damn reason. Hello, can you say MYSPACE?
I don't care who the hell runs it, the dumb bastard doesn't care about the people using it, if he did, he would put more money into the security, instead of worrying about how much he can make off  "Single women in Phoenix who are waiting for your call" and the like..But I guess the adverts pay the bills..or more like, line his pockets.

Asta FB..it's been real, and for a time, it was real fun..
Emphasis on the WAS.