Life With A Werewolf

Slow Holiday Season

          Last week I’ve had a much-needed break. Spending time online with friends playing a drinking game without actually drinking through it was something I needed in my life at that moment in time. Drinking is something I’ve been trying to cut back on. When you have an addictive personality like I do, certain things must always be kept in check. When I go overboard on drinking, my internal clock goes out of whack. I grow irritable. I occasionally may forget to bathe, and food becomes whatever cheap, fried, greasy thing I can get my hands on. That’s completely different from video games, where my internal clock goes out of whack, and I sleep in more often. I grow irritable. I occasionally may forget to bathe and food becomes whatever cheap, fried, greasy and fast thing I can get my hands on. See? Completely different.

          All jokes aside, they are entirely two different things. And people who don’t have my type of condition can handle both quite easy. After all, they can manage their time wisely. Zack is an avid gamer. He bathes regularly, has never missed a day of work or called in sick because of it (that I know of) and keeps himself in general good shape. Me on the other hand? I go overboard. It’s easy for eleven AM to become one AM if I get caught up in the wrong game, wasting the literal day away as I try to fight my way through hordes of zombies and things.

          However, the online drinking game was fun. Got to know a couple of acquaintances a bit better, and was able to get my butt kicked in a drinking game that might have been more fun if I had been drinking, but I still avoided drinking. I don’t want to go down that dark road ever again.

          Other changes are coming as well. It seems that Crash is having some sort of holiday bash at work. I’ve been invited to attend. So, I may FINALLY get to know what it is exactly that he does for a living. The term “on call werewolf’ just doesn’t seem to fit all that well. Besides, it’s a strange concept. After all, why would a county need a werewolf on call? What exactly would be the reason for that?

          Those are the only things going on this holiday season it seems. I’m not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, though. I will enjoy every minute of hanging out with friends, exchanging gifts and taking things slow. The lawn gnomes are more spring and summer creatures it seems. I’ve not seen hide nor hair of them and thank GOD. At least I can drive my Topaz around right now without fear of the brakes randomly failing or a fuel line being cut.

          A slow, careful, and somewhat relaxing holiday season is just what the doctor ordered; I think. A few cheap gifts for friends. A few cheap gifts from friends. Nothing strange or nasty about any of it. Now that I’ve said that though, watch something crazy happen. If I don’t post anything in the next couple of weeks, well, you know what happened, something crazy.

          Sad thing is, I don’t know if I should knock on wood now, or later. Is it bad luck to say nothing strange is happening or to point out that something strange will happen. If something weird does happen, did I just curse myself because I made the lame joke that something strange would happen? Or was me pointing out in my lame joke that something strange is going to happen now ONLY happens because I didn’t make the joke strong enough?

          How does any of these weird curse things work anyway? Someone have a clue?