Bi-Polar...do i have it?

Today I wanted to start talking, mainly to myself because no one reads this blog...........yet (insert count chocula laugh here) about my perceived self diagnosis of my own bi-polar disorder*.

Lets start with an example, I went to Costa Rica, lets see 6 weeks ago, and despite all the landscape pics I took (no seriously) while I was trying to be "artsy," and the clever self pic shots (gotta hide that arm son!) I attempted while trying to look hard and in shape (didn't happen) I have managed to post roughly 0 pics...give or take 0.

The only pics anyone has seen to date of ME+Costa Rica is through facebook from a girl my friends and I met, who is from Carroll County, VA. Where is that? It doesnt matter, all that matters is the fact that the girl has electricity (surprised?) and internet (more surprised?don'tgive her too much credit she might work in a starbucks and therefore have daily access to wi-fi, boom, my laziness is now justified) we haven't confirmed whether it was high speed or not, but im taking the under.

Back to my point, in 6 weeks, I haven't posted a single pic despite the begging of my mother to see her son in said pics with a fu man chu with $7 cvs aviators on taking out zip-line tour guides (i didn't see him give me the "if you don't slow down you're going to dominate my chest with your knee" gesture. Google it, its legit. Basically a man stands with his arms by his side and a big ass dude on a zip line, me, puts said knee, into the tour guides chest). Some of my best excuses for not posting pics are the following:

I was going to but:

-I didn't have time to put on pants

-I burnt my PB and J (don't ask, it has to do with a trash can and a naked fireman...discuss)

-I couldnt find my apartment? F!!!!

So as you can see I got some pretty legit excuses. I mean, not being able to find your apartment sucks, ask a homeless dude. I don't see them posting pics either. I rest my case.

So point of the story is this. Most days I don't feel like doing much, easy tasks, difficult tasks, it doesn't much matter. I just don't take the bait, that's how "The Man" wins.

So I gave you an extreme example of my current, sometimes apathetic ordeal. Conversely, sometimes Ill have weeks like this.

-Get a physical (balls are a go!)

-Get my car inspected

-Go to court to get out of tickets (that's right, get OUT of tickets)

-Get dry cleaning done

-Get a slurpee (a man needs refreshment!)

-Put a license plate onto an old lady's car (i should explain, my car sometimes gets called an old lady's car...oh you already got it...sick)

-And a bunch of other stuff that involved not being in my apartment (i included this line to make it seem like I did a lot more because as soon as I started making this list I realized that I didn't really do that much and therefore made this whole post relatively pointless.....im off to an awesome start)

I gotta go post some pics.....

*i don't think bi-polar dis-order is funny....unless its used as an over dramatic expression of my rather mild situation