My acquaintance Arnie had a blog that he kep for a year that he just finished. I was reading parts of it and I saw that he is friends with some people in a band. The band is called The 1900s. I checked out their website and liked the snipets of songs that I heard off of it. I then looked them up on iTunes, expecting a local band to not be on it. But they were on it. So I bought their EP Plume Delivery. I LOVE it. It's like Belle and Sebastion but somehow better. Better than Belle and Sebastian? Yes.
I also think that people that take lots of pictures have got it figured out. When I check out blogs and see people's pictures on them, I think, "wow, their life is so awesome." And then, of course, I think, "my life isn't that cool." I know it's only the pictures that are doing this. I know this because a picture can take something that is really bland and ordinary and something that you would normally pass by and not notice into something really fascinating.
I am still struggling with the two things I am posted about in my past entry. But, I've only got five days until I go to Montana. So that's really nice.
I've also started to play around with iMovie HD on my computer. It's really neat although it keeps freezing on me, which totally sucks.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Monday, June 19, 2006
Happy and Clean
Two things I need to do that are important:
1) Get Happy. I've been OBSESSED with thoughts about relationships and dating and women on the radar in the past month. To the point where it's making me sad. It makes me sad because the theoretical dating experience in my head is always great and stress free. It's full of excitement and joy. I'm living in fantasy land and it needs to stop. I need to realize that me being single at the moment is fine. I need to relish being free. I need to stop thinking that the only way I can get happy is if I were in a great committed relationship with a women who loved me. Sure, that'd be great, but I'm not letting myself be happy with what I've got. A crush I had on this one girl 5 years ago has once again reared it's head and I can't shake it. I need to either get over it once again or actually tell her that I think she's cute and that I would like to go out on a date with her. She's as tall as me, which is actually sort of a turn on.
2) Clean my Room. Ugh. My room is a mess. Not a pig sty, just a mess. I wanted to clean it in parts over this weekend but, of course, I didn't. I didn't because I'm lazy and because I enjoy it too much to lay on my bed and think about all the different possibilities of me meeting a girl (usually Ms. Crush) and dating her. I'm going to Montana for a vacation in two weeks and I don't want to come home to a dirty room like I just did when I came back from LA.
So I have until June 30 to clean my room. I also need to get out of this funk asap.
1) Get Happy. I've been OBSESSED with thoughts about relationships and dating and women on the radar in the past month. To the point where it's making me sad. It makes me sad because the theoretical dating experience in my head is always great and stress free. It's full of excitement and joy. I'm living in fantasy land and it needs to stop. I need to realize that me being single at the moment is fine. I need to relish being free. I need to stop thinking that the only way I can get happy is if I were in a great committed relationship with a women who loved me. Sure, that'd be great, but I'm not letting myself be happy with what I've got. A crush I had on this one girl 5 years ago has once again reared it's head and I can't shake it. I need to either get over it once again or actually tell her that I think she's cute and that I would like to go out on a date with her. She's as tall as me, which is actually sort of a turn on.
2) Clean my Room. Ugh. My room is a mess. Not a pig sty, just a mess. I wanted to clean it in parts over this weekend but, of course, I didn't. I didn't because I'm lazy and because I enjoy it too much to lay on my bed and think about all the different possibilities of me meeting a girl (usually Ms. Crush) and dating her. I'm going to Montana for a vacation in two weeks and I don't want to come home to a dirty room like I just did when I came back from LA.
So I have until June 30 to clean my room. I also need to get out of this funk asap.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Sinus Hell
I believe I'm finally on the downslide of a 3 day long cold. I started feeling ill on the last day of my vacation in LA, Sunday. The plane ride was an uncomfortable one; being that I was in the middle seat of a red eye flight and not able to get any sleep. I probably just misused the semicolon. Did I just misspell semicolon? Semi-colon?
Monday was hot throat day.
Tuesday was general cold day.
Wednesday was sinus hell, with a large ball of snot just behind my nose. When it wasn't a large ball of solid mass preventing me from beathing out of my nose, it was a faucet of grossness. Thank God for antihistimines. Anit-histimines?
Puppet improv rocks the house.
I was too sick to make it to an audition yesterday.
The vice-president of my day job company envies my vacation to Montana in 2 weeks and 1 day. A day over a fortnight?
Not planning anything to do while in LA actually became a bane. By Friday I was super bored and super hungry but food in LA is super expensive and going anywhere always involves driving and parking, which is super stressful. Trying to find parking for over a half-hour, while dealing with a lack of sleep headache, coupled with the not-needed adrenaline of almost getting into an accident and having some guy try to scare me is not a fun task. That last thing was weird. I was stopped at a light in my sister's neighborhood, which is predominately Mexican, and I hear some guy say "hey white guy" from the car to my left. I play along and response with a "what's up?" The guy in the passenger seat then does this "joke" where he fliched his body and arm down in front of him as if you were about to pull a gun on me. In my headache dazed state, it took me a few second to comprehend what he did. By that time the light changed green and rather respond in any way verbally I just ignored it and proceeded to try to find parking. And because I'm prone to obsessive thinking, I kept thinking about it over and over again and it made me angry. I didn't want to be angry. I wanted to be in bed, comfortable, and hopefully sleeping restfully.
Note to self: find out what type of mattress my sister has and remember to never buy that brand. Also find out what type of mattress my friend Levin has and buy it; the nights I slept on that thing were so restfull. Probably a little better than my own bed/futton.
Monday was hot throat day.
Tuesday was general cold day.
Wednesday was sinus hell, with a large ball of snot just behind my nose. When it wasn't a large ball of solid mass preventing me from beathing out of my nose, it was a faucet of grossness. Thank God for antihistimines. Anit-histimines?
Puppet improv rocks the house.
I was too sick to make it to an audition yesterday.
The vice-president of my day job company envies my vacation to Montana in 2 weeks and 1 day. A day over a fortnight?
Not planning anything to do while in LA actually became a bane. By Friday I was super bored and super hungry but food in LA is super expensive and going anywhere always involves driving and parking, which is super stressful. Trying to find parking for over a half-hour, while dealing with a lack of sleep headache, coupled with the not-needed adrenaline of almost getting into an accident and having some guy try to scare me is not a fun task. That last thing was weird. I was stopped at a light in my sister's neighborhood, which is predominately Mexican, and I hear some guy say "hey white guy" from the car to my left. I play along and response with a "what's up?" The guy in the passenger seat then does this "joke" where he fliched his body and arm down in front of him as if you were about to pull a gun on me. In my headache dazed state, it took me a few second to comprehend what he did. By that time the light changed green and rather respond in any way verbally I just ignored it and proceeded to try to find parking. And because I'm prone to obsessive thinking, I kept thinking about it over and over again and it made me angry. I didn't want to be angry. I wanted to be in bed, comfortable, and hopefully sleeping restfully.
Note to self: find out what type of mattress my sister has and remember to never buy that brand. Also find out what type of mattress my friend Levin has and buy it; the nights I slept on that thing were so restfull. Probably a little better than my own bed/futton.
Monday, June 05, 2006
LA Vacation
I'm going to LA tonight. I'll be there until Sunday night. I'll have 6 full days of California sun, which will be nice. Not because the California sun is nicer than the Chicago sun we've enjoyed over the past two weeks. No, because I won't have to do a God damn thing when I'm in LA. Ahhh, vacation.
I leave for O'Hare right after work, but I have plenty of time to get there since my flight is after 8pm. I've got a rental car reservation, so I won't have to depend on a friend or relative to drive me around the city, or pick me up from the airport. My sister lives in LA and I'll be staying with her for part of the time I'm there. The first couple of days I'll be crashing at my friend Levin's place. I haven't seen Levin since April and I haven't seen my sister since April of last year. I have an aunt and uncle that live there too so it will be nice to see them. I will also try to visit my friends Amanda & Mike, Alexandra, and James.
The LA Improv Festival is happening this week also. It was at first the reason I was going but towards the last second my team was unable to go. I had already booked the flight and since I could use a vacation [haven't had once since Christmas] I decided to go to LA anyway.
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Riding my bike everywhere is so much fun. I've gotten compliments on how nice my bike is [should be for the money I paid for it] and that is nice although it also makes me paranoid in a "yeah? Well, it's mine, you can't have it" way.
This past weekend was a fun one. Rattlesnake had a show Saturday night and it was a really good one. I played only supporting characters but it was super fun and I really felt on top of my game during the show. I participated in the last few minutes of an Ultimate Frisbee game. Everyone there assumed I was this super good player, which is funny. I guess I just looks like a really good frisbee dude.
In other news, I recently weighed myself on a friend's bathroom scale and it said I weighed 148 lbs. I don't know if I believe it even after my friend said it was accurate. If it's true, then I've gained 13 lbs in the last year. This is a good thing, but I think most of it is fat [which I could use more of, I guess]. Now let's see if I can convert that fat into muscle, which would be better.
I leave for O'Hare right after work, but I have plenty of time to get there since my flight is after 8pm. I've got a rental car reservation, so I won't have to depend on a friend or relative to drive me around the city, or pick me up from the airport. My sister lives in LA and I'll be staying with her for part of the time I'm there. The first couple of days I'll be crashing at my friend Levin's place. I haven't seen Levin since April and I haven't seen my sister since April of last year. I have an aunt and uncle that live there too so it will be nice to see them. I will also try to visit my friends Amanda & Mike, Alexandra, and James.
The LA Improv Festival is happening this week also. It was at first the reason I was going but towards the last second my team was unable to go. I had already booked the flight and since I could use a vacation [haven't had once since Christmas] I decided to go to LA anyway.
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Riding my bike everywhere is so much fun. I've gotten compliments on how nice my bike is [should be for the money I paid for it] and that is nice although it also makes me paranoid in a "yeah? Well, it's mine, you can't have it" way.
This past weekend was a fun one. Rattlesnake had a show Saturday night and it was a really good one. I played only supporting characters but it was super fun and I really felt on top of my game during the show. I participated in the last few minutes of an Ultimate Frisbee game. Everyone there assumed I was this super good player, which is funny. I guess I just looks like a really good frisbee dude.
In other news, I recently weighed myself on a friend's bathroom scale and it said I weighed 148 lbs. I don't know if I believe it even after my friend said it was accurate. If it's true, then I've gained 13 lbs in the last year. This is a good thing, but I think most of it is fat [which I could use more of, I guess]. Now let's see if I can convert that fat into muscle, which would be better.
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