Destiny

Recap

My name is Christian William Palomba, I am 27 years old, I am Six Foot Three Inches Tall and weigh in the neighborhood of 375 pounds. I'm ugly as sin and often have an attitude to match. I spend most of my time working at the family school bus company. It's a good job, I like it, and I make a good living off of it. I own a small little house, I drive an excessive vehicle, and have a shitty dog. The constants in my life are my little brother and sister who I adore and spoil rotten, and a small yet steadfast group of friends who I rarely see but still know I can count on in a pinch. I went to DePaul High School for a marking period before transferring to Manchester, joining the football team and meeting a great group of people I'm still tight with. I went to Marist College for a year before transferring to Rutgers, joining the radio station and meeting a great group of people I haven't seen since. Since 1996 I've been a part of the Antioch program at a local church. I'm totally fuck all useless there, but I love every minute of it. I meet a new and interesting group of kids every year and I love every one of them, even though it seems that the minute they're gone I lose touch with them. In the last two years I've spent entirely too much time in strip clubs and go-go bars, but I've had a blast doing it. It's not an obsession, it's a hobby. In the past three months I've started collecting comic book memorabilia and reading the comics that I used to love as a kid. I love the New York Yankees, the New York Rangers, and God. In that order. I've only been in one relationship in my entire life, she was my best friend beforehand, we dated for almost six months. It didn't work out. No regrets. I've never had to have any type of surgery, up until last year I'd never even had stitches, I never really get all that sick but lately I've been unwell. Headaches, nosebleeds, vomiting are all normal things to me. So unwell is a relative term. I'm great with people, but not to good with any one specific person. Just this week I offended someone I think quite highly of for no good reason. I feel pretty badly about that. I've never done drugs, I've only been drunk once in my life. I'm starting to suspect that I may be an alcoholic, but that I'm just not very good at it. It's been suggested that I may be borderline manic depressive, but I've since established that there's no such thing as borderline manic depressive and that though I may exhibit many attributes of the cliched and over diagnosed mood disorders often called bipolar I am most certainly not. I may have major depressive episodes and the more frequent hypo-manic episodes but I haven't killed anyone or myself yet so I'm pretty sure it's all bullshit and I'm just fucking weird. I'm not special or unique or interesting in any way. I don't have very much affect on people. I'm sort of inconsequential. I just don't matter.

But...

My name is Christian Palomba...and I love my life.

I've been blogging for over four years now, and I'm certainly not ready to stop just yet. But I think I'm going to try and write a little less about me for the next little while. These last few months I've been blogging a lot, but there's been a lot going on in my life I guess. I've been writing a lot in the past few months in general. Not even writing so much as practicing. One scene plays, introductions to short stories, letters between people that never existed. I've been trying to recreate stories I have written and lost, trying to get going on ideas I had long ago. I'm warming up I guess. I think that's what we're going to see here for the next little bit.

It may not make sense, it may not be interesting. But this is me we're talking about here.

It's been an unfortunate and recurring theme lately, but I have some wrongs I have to right and I'll most likely touch on that here. I'm going back to the doctor tomorrow and that's always good for a story so I'll probably drop a few lines about that. And God willing I'll be seeing the Antioch Team next weekend so there will certainly be something to talk about there. Outside that I think it's time to slow down for a bit here, soon it will be time to slow down for a bit everywhere. I think I'm about due for a break in general. And then maybe I'll catch a few breaks.

I'm a lucky guy. All the great people I know, all the great things I've seen. Even when things go horribly wrong, I still come out on top. Maybe it's just because I expect so very little from life, and often get so very much.

So thanks for reading, keep on reading, and I'll see you all soon.

Travel well friends.