So I am going to try to write (again). We'll see what happens.

Mercury Rising

So this morning we’re all chatting it up before the training class starts, and Ginny mentions something about astrology saying we’re going to lose small items over the next few days. Ok. No big deal. I lose more shit than anyone else that I know of… of which I know?

Today I thought I lost my lighter.Turns out Ginny had it. Unintended swipe of course, but a strange coincidence. I cannot find or think of where I may have left Tedd’s book… which is signed by the author and really original And I can’t get online but I can’t figure out why.

At least my phone is proving itself.

Leaving...

... well, after many attempts to stay active on this site, I have decided to go back to my less mature, more familiar roots.

I will continue posting and such, but at a new location:

http://brokencircadian.livejournal.com/

Visit if you like.

Did you watch this?

Ok so I haven’t written in like um what feels like forever, so I am grasping at straws here, but I am going start reviewing movies, and maybe video games too. I have Netflix and Gamfly accounts which I totally love. I am going to try to write a review for every game I play, and commit to writing a review for every movie I watch… oh yes and every book I read because I have been reading a whole fucking lot. Show’s don’t it?

No really. When I was in school we always did journaling and creative writing assignments, and boring essays; but most importantly research papers, which I always enjoyed writing, scored excellent on, and many of my teachers complimented the depth of my research and genuine interest. It is in this studious and methodological way that I also manage to retain information from almost all of my research papers. It is one of the few things that I pride myself on, and from which positive reinforcement truly engraved importance and satisfaction that can only be achieved when you are informed, and have achieved at least the most fundamental understanding of a concept that was a month or so ago so alien.

It seems to be incredibly rewarding for problems that are truly so simple in a world view, to be so complicated and intricate in our youth; in our microcosms of cynicism and vanity. Things always come into perspective as the details are blurred by time. I do not believe the old saying, “Hind site is twenty/twenty,” because nothing can be heard better from a distance; therefore, the mind cannot know or understand an experience better than during the event- prior to, the mind is unaware. As we move farther in time from the event our ego protecting minds create a story around this unusual or unexpected event.

This being said, I am sure most of mine will be nothing more than brain droppings and boring rants.

So anyway, I don’t want to get on a philosophical puke fest. In fact I plan on walking way off course with this… My first review:

Let me begin my simply admitting that Josh picked this out of desperation. We have left Blockbuster empty handed so many fucking times. I know I have a Netflix and a Gamefly, I must be a fucking fat slob and practically “at one” with my couch. No asshole, we got 12-weeks free rentals for Blue-ray or any PS3 game with our Christmas present this year – not money, a PS3.

Anyway, I hate leaving empty handed because of two reasons,
1. I don’t to hurt my in-laws’ feelings. They are incredibly nice and I like showing them what we got and sometimes watching a comedy or corny sci-fi flick with them.
2. I like free shit.
See, I am like one of those kind but “simple” kids that bag your groceries and you think it’s Ok to give him less than $1 for carrying your two carts of food fatty. See, two can play at that game.

Onward!

Death Race!


SO this was, somewhat homoerotic, but in very nerdy, we’re-not-gay-just-really-lonely-guys kind of way. For example, if you were a video game nerd, you may appreciate it’s similarity to a few demolition/race games out there. A pretty well known one would be Full Auto. The cars and guns are süped up as only a videogame car could be, and the plot is totally unbelievable in any state of mind – granted some more than others. You may find this more attractive when there is a female who is proportioned in an aesthetically pleasing way happens to also drive, navigate, and then wear tiny clothes.

So death race was just like another nerd movie, this time retarded-wannabe-car-douches. You know those guys who drive a sweet car cause they or their parents in the really pathetic cases can pay some decent mechanic; the guys that know that parts by how much they paid or a picture, but not find it in the engine or tell you what it does. The guys that still love The Fast and the Furious. Yea, those douches.

OK, so some nerds from the first group and douches from the second group got together and put this shit together. Getting the picture? It’s like this was not acceptable even with my 5' 6½" crush, Jason Statham.

That being said it was exactly what it promised to be.

So, as predicted, this first review sucked. I am hoping that witch practice and more reading (which I am going to do now), I will regain some of my confidence and develop some decent skill.

P.S.

Have a helping of diabetes: sweet

Empty

These words that flow should,
like clay on the potters wheel,
form the essence of what I am feeling, thinking;
but some how, while they continue to come,
letter by letter falling on the page-
they say nothing, and mean even less.

You know things are bad...

... when even actors know better:

Busy, busy bee!

So I got the job I wanted. Not too shabby. I was fully unemployed for 10 days, and underemployed for 21. So here is the plan I hope to stick to…

Over the next few weeks:
Sweet job: 2pm to 10:30pm Monday through Friday.
Second job: 10am to 1pm OR 11pm to 2am AND 1:30pm to midnight on Saturday & Sunday.

Permanent schedule (I hope):
Sweet job: 4pm to 12:30am Thursday through Monday.
Second job: 12pm to 3pm OR 1am to 4am AND 1:30pm to midnight on Tuesday & Wednesday.

I start this madness on Monday, October 20th… how long before ALL of my hair turns gray? I hope not before Valentines day!