| Moving |
[14 Jul 2009|12:22am] |
I moved another phase of stuff over on Sunday. My baby-sized room is looking a lot more spacious now that the TV, books and most of my clothes are gone. Two more phases, once each weekend, and I'll be all done. My desk, bed, bookshelf and dresser are going to be the last to go. The Ikea stuff, thankfully, is disassembleable (I just made that word up) but with this heat wave we've got going, I'll either pass out or freak out in the process. My friends are taking bets.
I'm running more. The Bouncing Souls' Anchors Away album is probably my favorite album to run to. They're positive and upbeat, yet aggressive and heavy. The song Apartment 5F has me start off with a light jog and then sends me into a full-on sprint. That's good stuff right there.
Tomorrow is my first day back at the gym in over a month. I'm going to try and switch between the two each day for a couple of weeks, except for weekends. Hopefully I'll be in shape to survive Comic Con San Diego in the coming weeks.
Turns out I'm super-bad-ass at this job that I can't stand. There's some Shakespearean tragedy for ya.
I was supposed to call my old boss about a bitchin' job op today but forgot. I was tied up all day today working on another article for a friend. It's just as well since he has meetings every Monday, so something extra might have turned up in his plans for me. Who knows. I'll get the skinny tomorrow.
NOW? BED! I'm flippin' tired.
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| Panel For Panel #1 |
[11 Jul 2009|12:24pm] |
I now write monthly articles about comics on a website featuring naked girls. Can I be any more of a stereotype?
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| The Underground Lair |
[07 Jul 2009|01:47pm] |
So, the move has slowly begun. I'll be officially in come August, but every weekend I'll be moving more stuff over in phases. This past weekend it was boxes of books, clothes I don't really need and all of my musical instruments and amps. I was giddy about the instruments because, well, just take a look....
This changes EVERYTHING. I was planning on getting a rockout lockout until a week ago when Mike n' Rob were all "Oh yeah, you can put your gear in our basement." I had mostly forgotten about this place, thinking it was full of boxes and random garbage. It's completely empty. There's another rug set down just past the frame cut-off, by my feet and a drum set neatly tucked away under the stairs. Let's not forget the closet.
Mike still has to do some work down there now that he's done working on his Mom's house. Mostly plumbing (and oh yeah, an ungrounded live wire that will probably kill you if you touch it) but this is great. I don't just have a place to practice again, but I finally have a place to have other LOUD bands play for the music podcast I've had trouble getting off the ground.
My mind is blooming like a freaking lotus.
Oh! Speaking of podcasts, the Cherry Spitz podcast is up on iTunes now. Our latest episode deals with traumatizing 80s movies. (Although, admittedly, we're not all that funny when we get to Moving Violations)
I'd post a link, but iTunes is designed to get you to have to digitally walk through their store to get to what you need, rather than teleporting yourself straight to the end of the aisle. So, if you have iTunes, go to the store, then type "Cherry Spitz" in the search window.
Content-wise, it's definitely better than the stuff ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) playerx n' I were churning out a month ago at home, but I think we were much more technically minded. Now I'm trying to bridge the gap and address what I see as general problems.
It's funny. But itching to tackle projects like this is why I know I should get a masters in business. I can only do this shit as a hobby for so long.
ALSO! I have an article popping up somewhere on the internets this Saturday. See if you can find it.
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[30 Jun 2009|09:06am] |
I feel like I should type something. I'm hardly here anymore.
Out of my original team of 5 temps, I'm the only one left standing. Probably the fact that I type fast and accurately saved my ass. I still have some issues, but they're moving me onto the next phase from typing to examining, which I can only understand if I spent a couple weeks as a typist. Makes sense, I guess.
I've never worked an office job this close to home before, though. It takes me about 2 weeks to go through a half-tank of gas. I should know, because I don't really go anywhere else now. I kick it around the house, watch Conan as I make breakfast, clean, maybe go for a run, maybe a litte Warcraft, then off to work. I'll come around midnight, stir around for a bit as I unwind and then ZzzzZzzZZZzz...
I have a friend coming into town this weekend. Pretty stoked about that.
My Dad just got married. Robin makes him happy, therefore I'm happy.
I read a little passage from The Irrational Season by Madeleine L’Engle to kick things off.
But ultimately there comes a moment when a decision must be made. Ultimately two people who love each other must ask themselves how much they hope for as their love grows and deepens, and how much risk they are willing to take…It is indeed a fearful gamble…Because it is the nature of love to create, a marriage itself is something which has to be created, so that, together we become a new creature.
To marry is the biggest risk in human relations that a person can take…If we commit ourselves to one person for life this is not, as many people think, a rejection of freedom; rather it demands the courage to move into all the risks of freedom, and the risk of love which is permanent; into that love which is not possession, but participation…It takes a lifetime to learn another person…When love is not possession, but participation, then it is part of that co-creation which is our human calling, and which implies such risk that it is often rejected.
It was a brief ceremony led by longtime family friend Merick Okamoto. Afterward, everybody hit up the open bar and I got pretty gnarled out. Something I don't do very often, let alone in front of my Dad's friends and family.
What's that? Before and after pics?
( okay! )
Blake, my underage brother, and therefore designated driver, tugged my sleeve at 11:30 begging me to go. The time flew. All-n-all it was a good time.
Now? I'm off to the market to buy stuff for breakfast and maybe play some guitar.
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[19 Jun 2009|12:59am] |
So this is what working 3pm - 12am makes me want to do.
But instead I tick-tack away at the keyboard, applying data to forms that will finalize home foreclosures for families across the country. Also, I come home from work all wound up. I can't just go to sleep. Hence the blog.
Currently, I'm pinching pennies and my car is making scrapey noises. Nothing to do with breaks though. Those are working fine. This is aside from the "dying bat" sound that the new belt makes. I can't believe how old my car has gotten.
I just need to hold out for a couple of months until "Awesome Job" opens up. I've been told it's mine, just not yet.
Really excited about moving now. I'm already plotting out in my head how I'm going to have my music gear and podcast gear permanently set up in my detatched unit. (that term always makes me laugh) playerx? devilsbydaylite? ibleedmyself? This cool with you guys? With things already set up, we could do a show whenever we were bored.
I've always had everything tucked away because Kirk n' CJ use the studio way more than I do. Setting up and taking down all that stuff really drains me of overall motivation. Can I just have an on switch instead?
Anyways, I feel like I'm finally on my gradual climb back up.
Since I'm already in a goal setting mood, here are some things I'd like to acquire before 2010:
A) A Rockout Lockout - I miss getting loud every Sunday night and the occasional Tuesday/Thursday nights. I miss rocking with khoerling and looping and playing with new effects and sampling movies and cartoons and taking my sweet time with a song. Now that I have a Kaosillator, we can actually play in time. What a concept!!
B) A New Car - Aside from those shitty Scion Cubes, I really don't care what I buy as long as it's economical. I just know I can't drive the Kia much longer and really lucked out getting a job down the street from my present and future homes. I'd settle for an old-ass Vespa if I didn't have to go to school in Fullerton.
C) A New Home Entertainment Center - My #714 friends will probably grab the bridge of their noses in frustration as I attempt to explain this, but I would very much like to have it so that I can pull up one of the many movies from my 1TB hard drive and play it on a decently sized HD flatscreen with minimal effort. This is my dream.
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