Un Vacuous: On Good Still Outweighing the Bad

Despite the current state of spastic cough, shit-fit that I've been in for a week now, I still rallied and enjoyed a one nighter camping trip with the gang last weekend. The chosen spot this time around was Big Basin up in the Santa Cruz Mountains. This being our last camping trip for the season was the definitely my favorite. I love how the trees sheltered us from the heat of the Sun but still let enough rays to shine through and gave us all a healthy dose of Vitamin D. I love the smell of the great outdoors. It's a musky, earthy scent combined with the fragrance of sunblock. I just want to bottle it up and keep it with me at all times.

So I got home early Saturday evening just in time to watch the RedSox lose to A's...boo! Not that I timed leaving the campsite just so I can catch the last 3 innings...no, not at all... I got back and enjoyed a nice and relaxing Saturday evening at home mainly because I had a 4 hour volunteer shift the following day.

Woke up Sunday morning, pumped and ready to go. I got up on my usual time to get ready for church. Little did I know that my day was about to get really crazy. I walked out my door rushing to get to my car because I had 5 mins before Service time. I live only 5 mins away from my church. I walked to my spot and noticed that my car was nowhere to be found. I paced back and forth trying to remember where I parked. I replayed the events of the evening from the moment I got off the freeway up until the time I parked and grabbed my belongings.

Ever had one of those moments when your thought is going at a lightning speed as if someone had pressed the fast-forward button on the dvd player and then all of a sudden it stops? It's the moment when the main character in a movie realizes something so plot worthy that the screeching halt noise plays in the background? I had that moment on Sunday. I remembered parking slightly over my neighbor's driveway but not enough to block it altogether that a car cannot pass through.

I turned around and saw this guy sitting in his porch, self inducing cancer into his body with cigarettes. I walked up to him, my voice almost to a whisper, scared to even let myself hear the question I was about to ask him.

Sure enough, the asshole had my car towed!!!!! I was no more than maybe 5 inches if that. I'm normally a very careful person and will not take risk such as parking too far out as to block someone's driveway. I was aware that I was sticking out a bit but not enough to block a full size sedan from getting in.

An hour later, I got my car back and $500 poorer ($385 for tow and $90 ticket) :( I can't believe how mean spirited my neighbor was. All I can say is that Karma has a way of working it's way back to you.

So I missed church and now had to rush to meet my cousin for lunch in Japantown. No time for me to sulk or even process what had happened. I cried a little bit here and there but had to suck it up because I already made prior plans and she was coming from the Southbay (45mins away).

On top of that, I also signed up to volunteer at the Ghirardelli Chocolate Festival. We finished lunch and I had to hurry to make it to the volunteer check-in before my shift started. I had such a great time there though. I'm glad I trooped it up. There were definitely moments that I almost forgot what a lousy morning I had. I was a sponge and sucked up all of the people's good energy because mine was running on empty.

It was non-stop up until 5:30pm when my shift finally finished. I had a long day and I was SOOOO ready for some liquid comfort. So a group of us met at Rogue in the North Beach and then had dinner at Joe DiMaggio's. Yes, I got drunk (*_*)

It sucks that my neighbor did what he did. It really sucks that I spent money on something so ridiculous and meaningless. I could have used that money to donate to a greater cause. The Dahlia Dell at Golden Gate Park will be in need of stakes and seeds for next year's bloom. United Way campaign is happening at work right now. There's about a hundred things I can think of that the money could have gone to.

The point is, be conscious of your decisions. My neighbor's decision caused such an unnecessary distress. Who knows what other delayed outcome will come out of this. But one thing is for sure, my Neighbor does not make my Neighborhood. Who I Live next to will not stop me from Living. At the end of the day, the Good still outweighed the Bad.

Good Ole Fashion Vitamin D = Divine