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| 10:12pm 25/01/2010 |
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I've started a new job, a temp position doing data entry for an office that reminds me a bit of The Office. My old job cut me off at the end of my 6 month contract, but that's alright. I spent way too much time watching TV and way to little outside of the house.
I really have been trying to be more social lately, especially since the Backdoor reunion show. Running into so many people who I hadn't seen in years was pretty awesome, though I really regret not keeping in touch with them, or really anyone. I mean, now I have a job and everything, but that's no excuse to not make at least attempts to spend time with someone other than myself.
I'm going to be moving out of my parents house at some point in the next few months, so I really need to situate myself in a prime position for socializing. Having a car will help a lot with that, too.
Heh, I realize that this post is actually pretty monotonous and boring. It's because I've been distracted by music. It may be something that people who listen to music all the time take for granted (I know I did), but when the whole of my day is taken up my boring, boring work, good music is such a contrast. I used to be surrounded by it all the time, what with the band and a massive iTunes library that was almost always on, but I slowly stopped listening. Fucking tragic.
It seems that I've made for myself a couple New Years resolutions, besides the lose weight/drink less plan that's been pretty synergistic with the whole full time job thing. I hope to hell that I stick to them. |
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| 07:53pm 25/06/2009 |
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So, Iran's populace are revolting, North Korea is planning on shooting a (nuclear?) missile at Hawaii in a warped sort of Fourth of July celebration, Michael Jackson is deader than his career, Ghostbusters 3 is in development, Star Trek is relevant again, and I have a job.
The end times have truly begun.
But seriously: I've got a job. Woot. Right now I'm doing a lame temp gig answering phone calls for a major New York paper, but in a week I test for an awesome work at home job at which I'll never have to talk to another living soul for the length of my career. I'm not so happy about the temp gig (except for the money) but the possibility of being able to work at home and make my own schedule is very appealing to me.
Edit: And now CNN is showing the moonwalk. God, this guy was one well liked child molester.
Edit 2: OOOHHH HELL YEAH! THRILLER! |
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| 07:04pm 21/05/2009 |
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Before I get into my rant about how much my life sucks and in what ways said sucking has fucked me, I want to congratulate my beautiful, hard-working, and all around great girlfriend Heather at graduating from Douglass College today.
Now, back to your regularly scheduled angst.
Whelp, I've officially been denied promotion at work and, as that would have been the only way I would be able to afford to live in the area, I have to move back to Rockland. I've been applying to new jobs since I got the news, but my hopes are running low. At the very least, I'll be able to reconnect with some people who I haven't seen in a while, but this throws a very major wrench in the workings of my life.
It really sucked. I was planning on going off to the bank right after my meeting with the district supervisor to cut a check for first months rent and security deposit, but I just ended up walking home. I was told that I'm not experienced enough, even though I am the only fucking candidate with a Bachelor's Degree and I do have restaurant management experience, but apparently McDonald's refuses to admit that I held a position any higher than Team Fucking Member.
Earlier today I was probably more miserable than I've been in a long time, with the prospect of a nice new apartment with my girlfriend, steady employment, and the ability to meet my financial needs all taken away from me in one fell swoop. I don't know what the hell I'm going to do, but right now my major option is enlisting in the National Guard and trying to become a paralegal there. I'd really prefer to avoid enlisting, as having a say in what I do with my life is pretty important to me, but I can't see what other choices I have.
Until then, I'm moving to a place where I'll have no room to myself, little privacy, and zero source of income. I really fucking hope things start looking up soon.
EDIT: Actually I may be able to lock down a part time or full time job with decent pay, but that is yet to be determined. |
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| 03:24pm 12/03/2009 |
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My prospects for the future could not suck much more than they already do. I haven't been able to find a job that's even the slightest step up from my current prison sentence, I'm probably going to have to move back home in May, and there's no chance that I'd be able to get into any grad school or law school program with my crap grades. Sometimes I can't even fathom how I can get through the day.
Sometimes I just want to walk out of my job. I really should have quit the second they told me they weren't going to give me the promotion or the raises I was promised nearly a year ago, but I figured I'd just stick with it for another month or so until I got a new job. It's been over 9 months since I started my search, and there's still nothing. I've had a couple of interviews, but nothing has come of them. I went through a couple of temp agencies, but none of them has been able to give me anything or get back to me. I don't have a car and I won't be able to afford one any time soon.
It really irks me when some of the people I work with mention how lucky it is that I have the job that I do. I want to shout, "Oh, really? It's lucky that I'm being paid the same amount that I was paid a year ago, doing the same job I was doing before I graduated college, using skills that have absolutely no relevance to any career I might end up pursuing? Really, I'm lucky?" Actually, that's a little harsh. Most of the people there mean well, but if they're making twice what I'm making and can actually live off of their salary, I don't want them to tell me that I'm lucky to have what I have.
I know that I've made my fair share of mistakes, but in any other economic climate, I would at least have something more than what I have now. Bigger fuck-ups than me have made it big with a hell of a lot less effort. I don't pretend to deserve a great job with a 401k, but what the fuck is a diploma good for if not proof that I'm competent enough to work in a job that has more responsibility than making sure some jackass doesn't get tomatoes on their sandwich.
I don't even have time to write, not that I consider myself a competent writer with the skills to produce something fantastic. I'm not terrible, but I don't have the technical know-how that English majors and actual authors possess. Of course, with practice, I feel that I could develop myself, but I don't even have time for that. Between my shit job, sleep, job hunting, Heather, the gym and what little recreational time I do get, I can't sit down for long enough to write without feeling rushed or distracted.
I can't even stay on longer. I've got to get to work.
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| 02:06am 26/02/2009 |
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I watched the first half of the first scene of Monday's episode of Heroes and just shut it off. Goddammit why couldn't they have shit-canned Jeph Loeb sooner. At least that's one less TV show I watch weekly. |
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| 02:57am 02/02/2009 |
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Okay, I need to take a second and reflect on how amazing the cold open of tonight's Office episode was.
Holy shit. |
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| 04:03pm 01/02/2009 |
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I'm going to do something that I've never really done before. I just finished the first rough draft of a short story, and I'm going to post it here. I stress that it is a first draft and that it is rough. If anything, it's an exercise in writing for me. If anyone has feedback, I would really appreciate it, either for a future draft of this story or for my future writing.
A further disclaimer: Frank Lee is an asshole. I'm trying to write from his point of view and as such, I'm not completely used that kind of tone and I may over or under do it at some points. Being caught up in his mind, I almost titled the story Frank Lee and the Pretty Dead White Girl, which may have been overdoing it.
Anyway, without further ado: ( Frank Lee and the Bowman's Lover )
So, I hope those of you who read it enjoy it. If you don't, hopefully you can give me a bit of feedback on becoming a better author. |
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| 02:25am 26/01/2009 |
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Okay, I don't do memes usually, but this is a pretty cool one since it goes beyond the internet.
First seven people to respond to this post with a culinary use for pizza dough will get something made by me for their very own. (I could have made it something a little easier, but I really like making pizza dough but I'm running out of things to make with it, so I figure I might as well get something out of this meme too.)
Conditions? (and these are mostly copied, so apologies for meme stealing or whatevs)
--I get to choose what I make. You can choose whether or not to be grateful. I vote grateful. But that's only if I follow through and give you the something made by me for your very own. If over six months pass and you've gotten nothing, you may feel free to send angry letters to the management.
--If you expect something in the mail, I suggest you double check with me, via e-mail or something, as to whether I have your address or not. (Facebook is king for me, but if you must e-mail, send it to rich.marin.85@gmail.com)
--I'll ask you some questions as to what you might like only if I can't think of anything on my own. But since what I make is of my choosing, I also reserve the right to not tell you what pretty pretty thing you are getting until you actually get it. In fact, chances are that the gift I make will be a surprise to you. Isn't this fun?
--You could get something very strange. Actually, you'll probably get something very strange. Either that or something normal. |
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| 03:22am 19/01/2009 |
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Sometimes, it's amazing how I catch coincidences and possible references in TV shows. I'm watching an episode of True Blood with a vampire played by Stephen Root. He's playing Eternal Flame to get Lafayette, one of the secondary characters, in the mood for hot gay vampire sex. Now Stephen Root recently had a guest run on the dearly departed Pushing Daisies. In one of the episodes he was in, Olive sang that same song.
Sometimes, I scare myself with how much television I watch.
EDIT: Hah, he just made a Heroes reference and Lafayette told him he watches too much TV. |
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| 03:30am 18/01/2009 |
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For some reason, today I started a new story. I've always planned out story ideas in advance, choosing to work on something, then incorporating characters and thoughts as they come to me. That process has always been slow, so I've lost my place and my hope more than once. This time, though, I've hammered out about 4,000 words and most of the plot in one day. It's not even the kind of story I'd consider myself writing. It's a detective noir story about a 38 year old, short, balding, alcoholic P. I. named Frank Lee. He rides a Huffy 6-speed and has an office underneath a book store called The Book Nook.
For some reason, the words have just been flowing from my fingertips most of the day. After I finish the first draft, I may post it here, though I'm really not sure how long its going to end up. I thought I was a third of the way through this afternoon at the 2,000 word mark, but he's still interviewing characters. One of the best songs I've found for maintaining a good flow in my writing has been Parting Words from the Lost soundtrack. I prefer to listen to movie and show soundtracks when I write because the lack of vocals and the feel of the music inspire me a bit. Michael Nyman's soundtracks have been pretty good for flow maintenance, too.
Speaking of movies and television, I have been watching Twin Peaks with Heather lately. Holy shit that is a good show. I love the quirky characters and just the sense of the whole show. The only thing that really creeps me out about it is the picture of Laura Palmer that they show over the end credits of every episode. I hated Eraserhead, but I guess David Lynch isn't half bad. I know, I probably shouldn't judge a director based off of one film, but I really fucking hated that movie.
And holy frakkin gods Battlestar Galactica has been amazing. The most recent episode was quite possibly one of the biggest and most significant of the series. It is what the show has been building up to since the end of the mini-series, and I'm excited at the prospect of following this story through to the bitter end.
I've also been getting a few calls and e-mails from prospective jobs, finally. Things feel like they're going in a better direction for me. Who knows, I may even have something new by the end of next week. I've got my fingers crossed.
Well, good night, internet. It's time for me to do my last bit of surfing of the evening. |
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| 10:13pm 10/01/2009 |
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So, besides my super duper stressful lack of a career, I've been aiming to get back to the gym as soon as next week. I bought a membership the other day, so I don't have to worry about no longer being a student. I'm not sure how exactly I'm going to start back up. Ryan had helped me build the start of a decent core last year, but I've lost most of that to flab and fat. I'm not sure whether or not I should go onto my mostly salad low-carb low-fat high protein diet, or continue eating like I have been. I'm leaning towards continuing with business as usual with a few switch-ups, like eggs and chicken after working out with breads and grains for later in the day. The main difference in the routine I'm planning is an increase in cardio like running. The only stumbling block is that I need a functioning mp3 player to not get incredibly bored, and I can't find mine. Ah well.
In a completely different direction, I have been catching up with the tv shows that I had missed. I recently caught up with Fringe, I'm currently working on House, and I've got Terminator and True Blood on the backburner. Thank gods I've kept up with everything else. The next two weeks are going to be pure crack for TV viewing. I think Heroes will be back on soon, same with Fringe and House. I'm seriously excited for Lost's return, and I need not describe the level of anticipation I've got bottled away for the rest of Battlestar Galactica. In seriously non-fiction programming, the Obama inauguration is going to be a wonderful excuse to get drunk and party with friends in the middle of the day.
I really regret not going to film school or something of the sort, sometimes. All through high school I would write, whether it was songs, my screenplay (that's surprisingly long for something I wrote in high school), or fiction. My big hobby when I was younger was reading screenplays. Sometimes, I wouldn't even watch a movie, I would just read the script. Ah well, hopefully sometime in the future my endeavors in fiction will see the light and avoid scorn.
I've actually been writing in this thing quite a bit lately. It's nice to have a place to vent and catch up with others. I had stopped writing in it for the longest time mostly because of a lack of major stresses, but I guess its time has come again. |
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| 05:28pm 10/01/2009 |
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I've been searching for a job since the week after my last class, and I haven't been able to find a thing. Sure, I've had a couple calls and a couple interviews, but for one reason or another they never amounted to anything. I was with Ajilon for a few weeks, but the first assignment they gave me was in an office park off a highway I had no way of getting to because I have no car. In fact, one of the biggest hurdles for me at that point of time was that I didn't (and still don't) have a car. How the hell am I expected to afford something like that if I don't already have a job? I had an interview the other day which went terribly, and even if it didn't, it's with another agency which means that even if I did well, that doesn't mean shit in terms of getting set up with the position because I'd have to interview with the company for a position for which I'm grossly under-qualified. I just want to move home and not have to worry about rent and maybe put away some money from whatever crap job I'd end up working up there, but I can't even do that. I can't even find another shit job down here that pays marginally better than my current one.
I can barely even stand my current job. The hours are irregular, so even if I wanted to do things or get a part time job, I couldn't because I end up working extremely early in the morning or incredibly late at night. I'm missing Vanessa's birthday party tonight because of the 12 hour shift I have to work tomorrow. It might be marginally better if they had given me the promotion and raises I was promised nearly a year ago, but that never happened and it never will. I just want to walk the fuck out of there, but I can't because I can't even find a shit replacement job.
I know I slacked off in college, but I did graduate. People with barely a high school diploma are doing better than I am in the job market, how the fuck does that happen? I can't even get a part time job at another restaurant I'll hate working out because there's too much fucking competition. I can't wait tables because I don't have the experience, the book store won't even give me a call back because I'm no longer a Rutgers student, and I can't work at dining services because they have a union with more red tape than state government.
I went to the job fair this week, something I was actually looking forward to, and I think I lost the last shred of hope I was holding out that I might find a job due to the start of the new financial year. There were lines 10-20 people long to talk to companies that probably had 3 or 4 positions open. The only company at the last job fair that had that was Pearson, and their lines were much shorter and were only there because the people took a long time to talk. I could see the writing on the wall, so I just left after having lunch with Nick and Joe, who I ran into.
Even after that, I applied to 10-20 jobs online, something I've been doing a couple times a week. I used to just send off my resume, but lately I've been including a cover letter in the hopes that it might slightly increase the chance that someone will actually read my application. I haven't gotten any e-mails back and I don't really expect to.
It's just a hopeless situation. I hate it. |
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| 04:54pm 29/12/2008 |
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I've just decided to let the book I've foolishly started on alone for awhile. I don't know what made me think I could just sit down and write a book, but the realization that I've written maybe a fraction of a percent of my target length over the course of so many months has led me to decide to put in on ice indefinitely.
My main goal for now is to develop myself as a writer, and a large part of that is me posting here. I used to post all of the time. Sometimes it was because of whatever dumb little relationship issue I had, but often it was because I liked writing. I want to try to get back to that. The liking writing part, not the ridiculous drama part.
Winter break has been relatively boring, though Bioshock has been a godsend. I haven't been this into a video game since maybe Zelda: Twilight Princess. I wish I could be a little bit more active, but I've got a bit of a cold, so the most I can do is plop down with controller in hand and plug myself in. I've also been cooking, but we have so much food in the house that needs eating that I figure that we need a bit of time to catch up.
I started reading a book on C, and I'm proud that I'm getting a foundation. I hope that I'll be finished with it within a couple of months, then onto C++. I (not so) secretly want to learn programing languages so I can fuck around with making freeware games, but justify the hobby as another bullet point for my resume.
Fuck I need to stop eating these Rold Gold Honey Wheat pretzel twists or I won't have room for dinner. Like German food, the only reason pretzels exist is to make people want to drink beer, which I really should not be drinking due to my cold. That reminds me that I really want to try my hand at some traditional German food, but I can't find juniper berries anywhere and apparently they're a crucial ingredient in saur braten. Sorry for the lack of umlauts there. And there. I don't have them on my keyboard and I don't want to break out the character map.
I had a minor crisis yesterday. I was watching episode six (?) of this season of the Terminator tv show two days ago, and I could have sworn I saw a girl that I know from the Inferno scene. I haven't talked to her in years, but I remember that she moved off to some other state or country a while ago. I needed to know if it was her (because if it was it would be pretty fucking awesome), so I went onto the board and shot her a PM. The next day, yesterday, I went to the site to see if she had responded and THE BOARD WAS DOWN. It's back up again, but let me tell you, I peeved for a good 30 seconds.
Okay, so that's not really that big of a deal. My mom was in the hospital during Christmas Eve, though. That was a pretty big deal. She's alright now, camped out in the living room in a recliner probably shouting orders at my sisters as I type. I was a bit worried for a while, especially when I went to visit her in the hospital, but she came through fine. They popped out her gall bladder, if anyone's curious.
Hmm, I see why I used to like typing into this thing. I can organize my thoughts into paragraphs only a few lines long, I can talk about whatever I want regardless of topic or theme, and best of all I can say whatever I want without fear of being too critical of it myself. Grammar can go get fucked, I'm on the internet! Anyone who still reads this should consider themselves very lucky that I still type in English and not the psychotic and scattered prose that most net-dwellers have adopted.
I'm done for now. If I don't stop myself, I'm just going to keep typing and typing until either dinner's ready or my scroll-bar is smaller than the chances of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict being resolved within my lifetime. |
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| 02:45am 20/12/2008 |
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Leave me a comment and I will reply with why I like you.
If I don't know you, I'll either make something up or tell you why I like your Live Journal :]
You must may pay for the privilege by posting a message like this one on your Live Journal.
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| 09:51pm 11/12/2008 |
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1) What was your FIRST video game console?
An Atari 2600 that belonged to my dad.
2) Name a few games you played on said console.
Space Invaders, Combat and Tank
3) Excluding handhelds, how many VG consoles do you own presently?
Not counting the PS3 my sister seriously hinted that I was getting for my birthday this weekend, a Wii, X-Box 360, NES, SNES, Virtual Boy, N64, and said Atari 2600. So, 7, soon to be 8.
4) Were you a Street Fighter nut? Any character in particular?
Nope.
5) Do you think Capcom is a FUCKING awesome company with kickass character designs?
They're alright. I really liked their installments in the Legend of Zelda series.
6) Here's the scenario.. You had some friends over and you all ate FRIED CHICKEN! After the meal you all decide to play some video games. As your friend reaches for a controller you notice his/her hands are very "greasy." Are you the type that would insist they wash their hands before pawing the controller, or is it no big deal?
I would definitely make them wash their hands. You know, I got this survey from Angelo, and he had the same answer. If that's so, why wouldn't he afford the same respect to Magic cards? They need to be shuffled right, :(.
7) What's your favorite RPG/Action RPG? I will allow a second and third fave if you insist.
Either Pokemon or The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask.
8) Do you prefer 2D games or 3D games?
I prefer 3D games that have decent camera systems, but I feel that 2D games are still viable.
9) Are you an SNK fan?
What is that?
9) Are you good at DDR?
Not at all.
10) Who wants to kick that dog's ass from Duck Hunt?
I didn't. It's your own fault if you can't hit the ducks, don't blame him.
11) Have you skipped out on important events in life because of video games?
Not really.
12) Do you listen to video game music?
Sometimes. The string quartet version of Gerudo Valley is amazing, as is the live band version of Green Greens.
13) Have you ever cosplayed a VG character..?
No. The closest I've come is dressing up in my Star Trek uniform or as Darth Vader.
14) Have you ever been in an arcade playing a fighting game, KICKING ASS, and then some 6 year old asian kid comes in and OWNS YOU??
Nope. Arcades are an obsolete remnant of the industry's origins, I tend to avoid them.
15) Name three games you would love to see remakes of if it was done properly.
Pokemon Gold/Silver. That's all, really. Most games are fine on the systems they're on, but that game would benefit from being upgraded to the current generation.
16) Mario or Sonic?
Mario.
17) When a movie shows up in the theaters, let's use Spider-Man as an example, are you likely to buy the GAME version?
Not unless the game only uses the setting and characters from the movie with an original plot, like Indiana Jones and the Fate of Atlantis.
18) What is your LEAST favorite genre of video games? (ex. fighting, sports, shooters, etc.)
Sports games first, with fighting games second. I just don't find either genre particularly engrossing.
19) Is there a game out there that you feel was unique and didn't get enough love?
Not really, though I haven't played enough games to really get a well-formed opinion. There are definitely games I feel don't get enough love, but they're usually not very unique.
20) Have you ever verbally abused a game because you couldn't beat one of the levels and/or bosses?
Hell yes.
21) Do you own any VG apparel?
I own a Zelda shirt and a Conker's BFD shirt. I might have other stuff but I don't really remember.
22) What are your thoughts on the live-action Super Mario Bros movie?
It was great as an adaptation. It was well-cast, well-made, well-scripted, and most of all, entertaining. The only gripe I have with it was the crappy animation towards the beginning of the film.
23) On that note, what did you think about the live-action Street Fighter movie?
Didn't see it.
24) Who hottest out of the KOF chicks?
What now? What is that?
25) Do you say "old-school" a lot when you're having a VG conversation with others?
I don't, but Heather does.
26) Have you ever lent someone a game and they returned it to you damaged?
No.
27) Do you own any imported games?
A copy of Pokemon Gold from Japan. I felt like the king of the world when I was playing that before everyone else. After I finished, I started to replay Pokemon Red and wondered what those strange characters on the screen were. They were English.
28) Are you ready for this meme to be over, or could you keep going?
I could keep going.
29) In this scenario, let's pretend you're going to get a video game tattoo! What would you get and where? This can be simple or elaborate.
I'd probably get myself a Triforce tattoo on the back of my hand, like Link has. |
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| 12:57am 23/06/2008 |
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Fuck, George Carlin is dead. |
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| 04:07am 18/04/2008 |
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So my thrice weekly trips to the gym with Ryan helping me (sans the two visits before the last, I couldn't make it) and my dieting are really starting to pay off. The first week of the low-carb diet, I lost 15 lbs. The second week, I only lost a couple pounds, so I decided to cut it loose. I've maintained that weight for the past few weeks, and the exercise is really starting to shape my flab into firm. My endurance is up, my strength is up, and I feel great. I mean, sure, I'm sore all over, but I know that's good. I've even decided to go into the gym on days that I don't normally work out just to spend some time on the treadmill. Honestly, I haven't felt so confident in my body image in a long time, but I know that I've got a bit of a ways to go to reach my goal. I have a feeling that by June, I will have absolutely no qualms about walking around the house without a shirt. Sure, it might get a bit creepy for people after a while, but I can live with that. |
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| 06:49pm 16/04/2008 |
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Well fuck. I went to work on Overworld, and the program I was working on in it deleted everything I had. It wasn't much, but I was happy with the way the first scene was coming along. Either it was the program, or some jackass went on my computer and fucked around with it.
Oh well. I haven't lost all the notes and plot development I had, and I can easily start from the beginning. I was actually considering changing it around, but I would have liked to have had a say on what to lose and what to keep. |
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| 08:22pm 14/04/2008 |
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It's been a long damn time since I've posted on this thing, so I figure I'll drop in with some of my thoughts. I'm getting ready for life after Rutgers, as much as it surprises me. Working full time for the past couple of years have pushed me to have a low course load, so I'm going to be finishing off my degree (hopefully) with 10 credits of summer semester courses. I'm taking a class on Screenwriting, American Film 2, a lab to fulfill my last major requirement, and a criminal justice course to finish off my Criminology certificate. They all seem relatively easy, and with only 1 class a day, 4 days a week, I should be able to work full time as well. I finally have found an apartment to live in, too.
Lately, I've been seriously considering purchasing a multi-family house in New Brunswick in order to rent it out within a year or two. I have good credit so far (no late payments, three lines of rotating? credit, plus college loans that I'm going to start paying back soon at a couple hundred a month), but for me to be able to afford it, I would need to find a mortgage that requires a relatively low down-payment. Otherwise, I doubt I'd be able to cover the down-payment on my own. Heather mentioned a mutual friend who was looking to do the same thing, so I was thinking of talking to him to see if he'd be interested in forming a company. (I'm not sure how that works, though I've heard of college graduates who have done similar things)
I need to seriously stop spending as much money as I do on comics. Then again, that's usually the income I spend on alcohol (I drink too much imported beer), so maybe it's a healthier alternative. I've been going to Sanctuary every Wednesday and picking up a few issues and occasionally a trade paperbacks, as well as ordering cheap trades (The Initiative, New Avengers, The Sentry) on Amazon. Having a Prime account encourages me to order a little too much sometimes. I've been considering reading all the new books by *ahem* extralegal means and purchasing the trade paperbacks when they come out because I prefer the medium. No ads every 3 pages and I can display it on my bookshelf next to all my other respectable literature.
Speaking of literature, I've started a novel. It's called, tentatively, Overworld (yes, like in a video game) and it's urban fantasy with a splash of everything. There's mystery, folklore, satire, alcohol, and thinly-veiled allegories critiquing the socio-economic divide. To be honest, I don't even have a full chapter written, but I've been developing the world and characters for the past few months. I hope to work a lot more on it once I'm out of school, or at least into summer classes.
With that, I leave you. Au Bon Pain beckons me. Who am I to deny its tender embrace?
(I'm seriously fucking late, and I have to do way too much heavy lifting, and I've been putting off going by working on this entry) |
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| 10:19am 17/12/2007 |
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Well, I spent the past night studying for my history of psychology test with Danny Mullins over in Demarest and I guess it paid off. By chance or maybe luck, the questions the professor chose for our essays were the ones we had best prepared for. It's been a long time since I've spent most of my night in a study lounge and capped off the evening with a trip to Morning Brower. It was a lot of fun. We ended up talking about Doctor Who most of the morning, so that was fun, because I like to talk, especially about Doctor Who. I'm about to go to sleep, though I'm disappointed, as the new Extras series finale that just aired last night that I just found out about a few hours ago hasn't yet dropped on any of the major torrent sites. Ah well, I'll live. |
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