Up, Up and Awaaay

I'm refusing to sleep, which I'll regret in the morning.
See - if I go to bed then I stop doing stuff. Sleep is great but I'm far too active of a brain to sloooow dooown, fully knowing that I should. Sleep isn't for the weak, it's for the sleepy.
I also figure, the sooner I go to bed the sooner I have to wake my ass up and convince myself that it's a good idea to get ready and go to work.
I don't mind working but same days I mind the work that I do.
Pros and cons to thangs right now. One pro is a wine rack that will give us more space (despite that the fact that it takes up space) and allow my secret type A-ness to be subsided when the wine has a home to go to. It looks nice and it'll be a piece that will have use for years to come.
Another Pro are the upcoming parties Kim and I are wanting to plan. Whether it's the next Ugly Sweater Party or the 3rd annual chili cook-off (maybe more like semi annual, I can't remember) - there's always something I want to be doing.
After thinking about it - I still want to explore the idea of the pot luck party. Each person chooses one of the courses/sides to bring/make and a drink to go with it (whether it be beer, wine or other). That way the party is well fed and boozed at the equal cost amongst everything.
I'm past the point where I can openly fund for everyone's weekend drinking habits. It's not because I can't afford to do so but because I know anyone who hangs out can afford to do so. Plus, I like it when friends bring over beverages because you have the opportunity to try what they like and become more exposed and taint your liver even further.
Speaking of friends - I wonder if the common trend that happens to so many post-married couples will happen to Kim and I. On more than one occasion, I've heard how people's friends slowly dissipate once they get married. I hear it's worse after you have kids. But even looking at my wedding party - I can already foresee some of them falling off the face of the earth. Having them in my wedding was the only real hope of maintaining any real contact for the past year and a half. Now that the festivities are dormant - they may become dormant as well. Makes you wonder if it's something to be sad over or just consider it life? The good pals will stick around or new ones will appear.
Some people just become so self indulged in their own happenings that they slip away all on their own. I'm all for hanging out with whoever whenever, but if you become self centered in how you treat others, well, then you can be on the B list for everything. :) I don't have time for dramatics as I near the ripe old age of 30. I've still got 2 years until that dreadful bell rings.
Mmm, yup. I have to say too - that dancing bear still cracks me up. That fucker just dances and dances - nonstop.
It's week 6 in the NFL season and I've yet to just sit around and have a NFL Sunday with friends. That bites it hard. I miss the occasional Saturday night blow out of rowdiness and debauchery followed with a slow rise to the 11am sun, the last-minute checks on fantasy teams and 6 straight hours of trash talking, football watching fun time. 2-3 hours into it we decide to order too much pizza and begin coating our livers again...until the night game - where 2/3 of the people bail out and the rest vegetate through the night game before calling it quits. That stopping, I feel, is a matter of priorities and not age. People start to date people or have other shit going on so they don't have a full day to dedicate to laziness and football. But - every so often it would be fun. You might have other things to do but that mild hangover keeps you from actually getting up, moving or becoming a productive member of society. Maybe just once this NFL season that type of shindig can conspire. :)

I think that's all I have for this ramblicious post.