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[Dec. 13th, 2009|10:53 am] |
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A friend of mine pointed out I haven't updated my LJ in awhile. She was right, of course, I haven't updated in awhile.
These last several weeks have been full. The month of December is always crazy for me. Projects are due, final exams hit me hard, plus I work extra to get ahead so when I take my two week vacation I won't be overwhelmed upon coming back.
Mostly my life has been working, studying for exams, spending time at church, and celebrating Christmas with my many friends. I have enjoyed every bit of it.
I started helping out at a non-profit on Thursdays, but that is an entry for another day.
I have been kept very busy for the past few months. To be honest I've only made it worse for myself taking on extra curricular activities like hanging out with as many friends as possible, volunteering at the non-profit, and possibly taking a leadership position in my church. However, I would not change any of it for the world.
The one negative of it all is the reason I have more or less stopped updating: stress. Work doesn't stress me out, neither does church, and this non-profit gig is one of the most fun things I have ever done. However, school has been kicking my butt since September. The school load was just too much for me. I had a panic attack, I almost dropped out of a few classes, and I even got in a big fight with one of my groups. All of these were fixed and (obviously) I made it through, but it just stacked on top of itself and destroyed my creativity.
I haven't taken a picture since Halloween (and let's be honest, the Halloween pictures I took were awful). I haven't written anything creative since summer and that short story was awful. And due to my classes I haven't even been able to read any of the books I wanted. Books tend to explode my creativity but this semester's required reading, although very interesting, forced me to give up one of my greatest passions.
All this to say the month isn't even over yet. I have one exam left and after that is Christmas stuff. Parties, hang outs, shopping, card sending, etc. Lots and lots of stuff to do. December is the month I tend to disappear. I try too hard to fit in everything and I loose a lot in the process.
But, come the end of the month I will be back. I am finally reading books I want to read again. Deep inside I can feel a small itch to take some photos. When and where this itch will turn into inspiration I do not yet know. I have several short story ideas in my head. Maybe over the holiday I will find myself with time to write them.
I hope to be back. I hope to be me. And I hope I never have to repeat the Hell that was this semester.
Merry Christmas to you all.
-Alex |
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[Dec. 12th, 2009|01:27 am] |
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I'm feeling artsy, and I think my friends are busy tomorrow night. I might try to find amateur live music somewhere. |
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[Dec. 10th, 2009|11:05 am] |
How I felt about my old job. This comic was from the beginning of the year and I saved it.
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| KBBL, elephants, etc. |
[Dec. 8th, 2009|08:28 am] |
During the course of unpacking, I noticed that a large part of my life has been spent in a slow accumulation of junk, like I've been rolling a katamari ball in front of me the for the last twenty years. Instead of collecting useful things like hardware tools, sharp looking clothing, and appliances, I have stuff that just makes me ask 'Why?' I'm knee-deep in multiple copies of the same books, ball caps with logos I don't recognize, and like seven different Game Boys. I know that at one time, I had deep appreciation for all of my things, but not so much anymore.
My point being, that it's the time of year to give out holiday cards and gifts, and rather then throw all my stuff away, I thought a better idea would be to give it away to other people who don't really want it either. So, if you're interested, just leave a comment with your mailing address along with the secret phrase "Mmmrorschach is going to give me something stupid" and I'll send you something nice. Comments are screened, of course.
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| WhooHoo! |
[Dec. 7th, 2009|11:10 pm] |
So, I went to H&R Block for my interview, and it was clear I was already hired when I walked in. I only had a few questions, all about customer service. Tomorrow I have to take my Social Security Card down there. I was actually able to find it, amazingly. I don't even think I took it out when I got hired at Epsilonium, I don't think I've taken it out since I got my Driver's License. Maybe when I got my first job at the retirement home. Yeah, I probably would have needed to show it for that.
The power is currently flickering from a very windy and rainy storm. I don't think I've seen wind like this in quite some time. The rain drops on the window sound like hail, but all I can see is rain. But earlier today, when it wasn't windy and not raining quite so hard, I took a walk around the neighborhood barefoot. It felt quite good. Of course, after a few minutes, I lost some feeling in my feet, so I had to check every few minutes to make sure I hadn't stepped on anything. No cuts! It's been a long time since I did something like that. And I was the only one walking around, everyone else was inside.
I have been thinking about asking Carolyn to lunch. When we first broke up, I imagined occasionally having lunch with her so we could catch up. Of course, I also envisioned her not being at Meredith's half the time I am there. But I feel I have been rather frosty towards her at some points, so I figure that perhaps sitting down and having a long talk could make things more comfortable. Plus, there are a few things I've wanted to ask her and tell her that I wouldn't feel comfortable talking about with other people around. |
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| Celebration! |
[Dec. 6th, 2009|11:41 pm] |
When the Cardinals have a big win, I like to go to NFL.com to get highlights, and put those highlights on mute so I can play music in the background. Some of my favorite songs to do for this:
Celebration by Kool and the Gang (started in 2007 while I was at the towers)
Love Story by Taylor Swift (started in January 2009 after the playoff win at Carolina)
Let It Rock by Kevin Rudolf (started at the beginning of this season)
Uprising by Muse (started tonight) |
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[Dec. 5th, 2009|02:01 pm] |
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Last night was interesting. We watched a movie from the 40s and two people who usually don't like eachother were involved in a long talk. |
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| That awkward age. |
[Dec. 1st, 2009|07:59 am] |
When I go to a movie theater, I always give the person sitting next to me the opportunity to claim the armrest. If they're not interested, I will discreetly place the corner of my elbow on it and judge their reaction. If they don't object to that, I will then prop my entire forearm on the armrest and maybe start leaning on it a little. As the movie progresses and as long as the other person doesn't oppose my advances, I will continue to encroach and gradually establish more territory for myself. This happens almost unconsciously. In fact, if I'm not careful, by then end of the movie I could be sitting in their lap, eating their popcorn. It's really embarrassing.
I think it would be fun if people developed superpowers based on how they behaved as kids. For example, if someone was really quiet and often went unnoticed, they would eventually become invisible in peripheral vision. ("Sorry, kid. I didn't see you there." "No. You didn't.") Or if they were really stubborn, they could turn themselves into a statue, like in Super Mario Bros. 3. My superpower would be that, without actually gaining mass, my body could take up disproportionate amounts of space, like a psychological force field. My social inelegance already sort of does this and this superpower also goes hand in hand with armrest priority.
My vote for the worst type of mess to clean up goes to raw eggs. Impervious to the absorptive power of paper towels, they don't soak up but just let themselves get pushed around, like lazy Jell-O. You can spatula out the yolk that is floating on the surface of the carpet, but the deep-down layer requires a dedicated pattern of washing, scrubbing, and just getting used that nice, eggy smell. Supposedly, egg yolk is good for a dog's fur, so the best course of action might be to get a dog from the local shelter and return him later, complaining that his coat is too shiny. They'll have to agree.
( Diamond suit from Bag of Bones by Inky-Dinky )
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