Appleton, Wisconsin
September 6, 2009
Sun 10:51 PM
the cool thing about tongight is, i don't have to get up early tomorrow! yeah! but, i really wanted to blog about a lot of things tonight... it's funny how ambitious you can be until you actually get home and realize how exhausted you really are. hopefully i have time tomorrow... but i'm going to quickly jot down the things i want to discuss so i rememeber tomorrow... these random phrases won't mean anything to you, it's purely for my benefit
nights with alice cooper van halen/movie
fantasy football
30 rock family review the office
lady with cell phone and cigarette
cell phone talk, other side of head
that's all...
salbrent
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
DAY 85
Appleton, Wisconsin
August 30, 2009
Sun 8:05 PM
nothing feels better than doing nothing... a close second is blogging. gives release from all the thoughts in the head... i have a few today. first off, went to milwaukee friday night to eat at sabor... a brazilian churascarria where you get mass quantities of all sorts of meat served on big scewers that look like swords. served to you by guachos, who respond to the mere flip of a red and green coaster... green of course meaning give me all the fire cooked meat i can eat, and read meaning please for the love of god stay away i'm about to burst from over-consumption of meat. so, naturally we left just sluggish and more full than ever... but it was worth it. you have to eat your money's worth because the place is pricey... thank you insurance settlement cash! and since we were downtown we decided to go to the old german beer hall and get some currywurst to go. i couldn't even stomach the thought of eating more, but that currywurst is so damn good! it wasn't particularily appetizing though, it's not the type of food that, even when full, you can't get enough of. like ice cream or pizza, those foods are all the time foods, if you put an endless stream of vanilla ice cream (yes, i like vanilla the most) i will continue to eat it. i doubt i'd hit the point where i felt like my stomach hit the wall... couldn't happen. pizza too, not that i would continue to eat it, but i could. ahhh, high life, there's my plug for my favorite miller product, just too a swig. anyway, back to currywurst, so, got some to go, but because... ahh, liquid deliciousness. must stop drinking high life... ok ok, currywurst, got some because last time i had it, it was so magical, the taste, the everything about it. de facto national snack of germany... delicious. or so, it was when i was severely buzzed (not drunk, not drunk, i still had my wits about me, after countless drinks... i can hold my own quite well). i think food tastes better after several beers and you get that hankerin' for anything fried, greasy, or cheap and easy to come by. currywurst is quite possibly the most gourmet alcohol-induced-desired grub i'll ever eat, i mean, compared to taco bell. so, i was quite surprised when friday night i didn't exactly desire it at all, at all. i mean, i was stuffed fuller than i think i've ever been but still. so, i've learned that currywurst is best after several beers, probably why it's so popular in germany. reminds me of something the german exchange student in high school used to say about american activities, he would say about such things that "if you can't do it drunk, we don't do it in Germany." interesting fellow, considering he drank coca-cola instead of beer, or at least while he was here. could've been because american beer is inferior to german beer, or, more probable, because of our age limit.
just read on cnn.com that dick cheney is saying the probe into illegal interogation techiniques is politically motivated. what a dick. cause we all know dick cheney has never done anything that was purely politically motivated. what a dick.
watching casino royale on tv... why do people who own the movie watch said movie when it's on tv with commercials and editing? why is that, there should be some psychology term for that. lazyfilmintvitis or something. it's like when you have lobster at home in the fridge (happens so often for me, har har har), but you're too lazy to boil it so you order chinese instead. you pay extra for delivery and you have to wait longer, but it requires you to not do anything except pick up a telephone. right now, i have casino royale sitting in the cabinet on dvd, and on blu-ray in my room, but it's easier to just pick up the tv remote and live with the editing and the commercials.
my church recently opened up the clergy to gays and lesbians in committed relationships, a good move i think. way to continue the rebel tradition started by martin luther during the reformation, the rebel tradition being to do that which is right. the church can, and should, adapt to the changing world. this is just what i think. also, from a business standpoint it makes sense, or more specifically from a human resources standpoint. this ensures that there will continue to be the labor required for the ministry. more pastors = better church. this is fact. churches can be better served this way. more churches can be built. more people can be helped. ask the catholics how they're doing, by limiting their priesthood to one sex who can't have sex. doesn't seem like a good system to me. but what do i know as a woman.
i've determined that the word to describe me would be overemployed. you know, people can be unemployed, and underemployed, and simply employed... the word to describe by employment state would be overemployed. i work much more than is financially required for my stability. but i'm ok with this, cause like i say so often, i loves the money. it truly is all about the benjamins. weekends be damned! evenings damned! social life damned! like michael douglas once said in that movie, greed is good. but i am not greedy, my wealth is not coming at the expense of others, but rather to the detriment of my social life, rest, and perhaps sanity. small price to pay for a big pay day. the day will come when i have enough money to focus on my social life, rest, and sanity.
still watching casino royale, the part where they're both in the shower... fully clothed if you haven't seen the movie. like there'd be anything inappropriate in a bond film. now i want to take a nice, long, hot shower. i like hot showers, the hotter the better. as far to the edge of hotness that i can stand, turn the dial one more milimeter would equal scalding.
mmm, high life and jack's pizza. supporting the wisconsin economy, did you know jack's is made in the fox cities? sure, and we all know high life comes from milwaukee. it makes my late night hunger binge feel better.
so, another thing i've determined (man, this post is going to knock all my recents ones out cold... talk about catching up for being a slacker... thank you sunday nights?) i've determined that i am just not trendy enough to be an apple person. a mac, as the commercials would have it. not cool enough, well, not trendy. mac people aren't necessarily cooler, though i'm sure they think they are. many of them are nerds, some nerdier than i (and i'm quite nerdy). but, you picture the stereotypical apple person... there they are, slightly overweight or slightly underweight with a goatee, drinking some latte, cappucino (some fancy word for coffe drink) sitting at starbucks (cause of their free wifi, you know) doing some fancy media-related thing on their mac reading the new york times. and probably wearing flip-flops and an organic cotton tee. that's a mac person. i'm a pc. i don't need to pay way too much for a laptop that will be outdated in two weeks. that's what i don't like about apple, they never make anything that lasts, as soon as you buy an apple thing it's replaced less than a year later. i don't need anythink fancy to check my email and occasionally blog. but you know what i do need, a right click button. macs don't have that, and i don't know how to operate them anyway. so, yeah, i'm just not trendy enough to be a mac person. but i do love when people enjoy telling me over and over how macs are superior to pc and, you know that... well, i'm told that, but i don't have the proof.
ah, well, that's enough for today, i think i've covered enough topics, so, in the event i don't blog again this week (or rather the certainty) it's ok, i've made up for it. i should rename the title of this blog from day 85 to days 85-91. but i won't, can't change the rules halfway through the game.
salbrent
August 30, 2009
Sun 8:05 PM
nothing feels better than doing nothing... a close second is blogging. gives release from all the thoughts in the head... i have a few today. first off, went to milwaukee friday night to eat at sabor... a brazilian churascarria where you get mass quantities of all sorts of meat served on big scewers that look like swords. served to you by guachos, who respond to the mere flip of a red and green coaster... green of course meaning give me all the fire cooked meat i can eat, and read meaning please for the love of god stay away i'm about to burst from over-consumption of meat. so, naturally we left just sluggish and more full than ever... but it was worth it. you have to eat your money's worth because the place is pricey... thank you insurance settlement cash! and since we were downtown we decided to go to the old german beer hall and get some currywurst to go. i couldn't even stomach the thought of eating more, but that currywurst is so damn good! it wasn't particularily appetizing though, it's not the type of food that, even when full, you can't get enough of. like ice cream or pizza, those foods are all the time foods, if you put an endless stream of vanilla ice cream (yes, i like vanilla the most) i will continue to eat it. i doubt i'd hit the point where i felt like my stomach hit the wall... couldn't happen. pizza too, not that i would continue to eat it, but i could. ahhh, high life, there's my plug for my favorite miller product, just too a swig. anyway, back to currywurst, so, got some to go, but because... ahh, liquid deliciousness. must stop drinking high life... ok ok, currywurst, got some because last time i had it, it was so magical, the taste, the everything about it. de facto national snack of germany... delicious. or so, it was when i was severely buzzed (not drunk, not drunk, i still had my wits about me, after countless drinks... i can hold my own quite well). i think food tastes better after several beers and you get that hankerin' for anything fried, greasy, or cheap and easy to come by. currywurst is quite possibly the most gourmet alcohol-induced-desired grub i'll ever eat, i mean, compared to taco bell. so, i was quite surprised when friday night i didn't exactly desire it at all, at all. i mean, i was stuffed fuller than i think i've ever been but still. so, i've learned that currywurst is best after several beers, probably why it's so popular in germany. reminds me of something the german exchange student in high school used to say about american activities, he would say about such things that "if you can't do it drunk, we don't do it in Germany." interesting fellow, considering he drank coca-cola instead of beer, or at least while he was here. could've been because american beer is inferior to german beer, or, more probable, because of our age limit.
just read on cnn.com that dick cheney is saying the probe into illegal interogation techiniques is politically motivated. what a dick. cause we all know dick cheney has never done anything that was purely politically motivated. what a dick.
watching casino royale on tv... why do people who own the movie watch said movie when it's on tv with commercials and editing? why is that, there should be some psychology term for that. lazyfilmintvitis or something. it's like when you have lobster at home in the fridge (happens so often for me, har har har), but you're too lazy to boil it so you order chinese instead. you pay extra for delivery and you have to wait longer, but it requires you to not do anything except pick up a telephone. right now, i have casino royale sitting in the cabinet on dvd, and on blu-ray in my room, but it's easier to just pick up the tv remote and live with the editing and the commercials.
my church recently opened up the clergy to gays and lesbians in committed relationships, a good move i think. way to continue the rebel tradition started by martin luther during the reformation, the rebel tradition being to do that which is right. the church can, and should, adapt to the changing world. this is just what i think. also, from a business standpoint it makes sense, or more specifically from a human resources standpoint. this ensures that there will continue to be the labor required for the ministry. more pastors = better church. this is fact. churches can be better served this way. more churches can be built. more people can be helped. ask the catholics how they're doing, by limiting their priesthood to one sex who can't have sex. doesn't seem like a good system to me. but what do i know as a woman.
i've determined that the word to describe me would be overemployed. you know, people can be unemployed, and underemployed, and simply employed... the word to describe by employment state would be overemployed. i work much more than is financially required for my stability. but i'm ok with this, cause like i say so often, i loves the money. it truly is all about the benjamins. weekends be damned! evenings damned! social life damned! like michael douglas once said in that movie, greed is good. but i am not greedy, my wealth is not coming at the expense of others, but rather to the detriment of my social life, rest, and perhaps sanity. small price to pay for a big pay day. the day will come when i have enough money to focus on my social life, rest, and sanity.
still watching casino royale, the part where they're both in the shower... fully clothed if you haven't seen the movie. like there'd be anything inappropriate in a bond film. now i want to take a nice, long, hot shower. i like hot showers, the hotter the better. as far to the edge of hotness that i can stand, turn the dial one more milimeter would equal scalding.
mmm, high life and jack's pizza. supporting the wisconsin economy, did you know jack's is made in the fox cities? sure, and we all know high life comes from milwaukee. it makes my late night hunger binge feel better.
so, another thing i've determined (man, this post is going to knock all my recents ones out cold... talk about catching up for being a slacker... thank you sunday nights?) i've determined that i am just not trendy enough to be an apple person. a mac, as the commercials would have it. not cool enough, well, not trendy. mac people aren't necessarily cooler, though i'm sure they think they are. many of them are nerds, some nerdier than i (and i'm quite nerdy). but, you picture the stereotypical apple person... there they are, slightly overweight or slightly underweight with a goatee, drinking some latte, cappucino (some fancy word for coffe drink) sitting at starbucks (cause of their free wifi, you know) doing some fancy media-related thing on their mac reading the new york times. and probably wearing flip-flops and an organic cotton tee. that's a mac person. i'm a pc. i don't need to pay way too much for a laptop that will be outdated in two weeks. that's what i don't like about apple, they never make anything that lasts, as soon as you buy an apple thing it's replaced less than a year later. i don't need anythink fancy to check my email and occasionally blog. but you know what i do need, a right click button. macs don't have that, and i don't know how to operate them anyway. so, yeah, i'm just not trendy enough to be a mac person. but i do love when people enjoy telling me over and over how macs are superior to pc and, you know that... well, i'm told that, but i don't have the proof.
ah, well, that's enough for today, i think i've covered enough topics, so, in the event i don't blog again this week (or rather the certainty) it's ok, i've made up for it. i should rename the title of this blog from day 85 to days 85-91. but i won't, can't change the rules halfway through the game.
salbrent
Thursday, August 27, 2009
DAY 84
Appleton, Wisconsin
August 26, 2009
Wed 11:47 PM
only six days between posts... not bad. i actually did not intend to write tonight, but i've been sitting working on my computer for awhile, so i felt that obligated to at least attempt a meager post. seriously, my brain in fried. on the other hand, my occasional insomnia appears to be cured... you know the cure... work over 60 hours a week, you'll be so exhausted all the time you'll have no problem falling asleep. waking up is another thing. ok, just had to mention this, i'm watching national geographic channel (currently showing a special on the crips and bloods) and i just saw a commercial for locked up abroad, a show about stupid people who think it would be smart to smuggle drugs for money (usually the drugs come from south america). immediately after that commerical was a commercial for tourism in colombia... hahaha, i find that funny. anyway, yeah, so my insomnia is cured, but i think i suffer from narcolepsy. i read the symptoms on wikipedia (the source of the uninsured) and i fit many of the symptoms, except i don't suffer from crazy, sleep seizure type episodes... at least not that i know of. but i do have times at work when, out of the blue, i feel like my brain has just been shut down and hard as i try i just become exhausted for no reason. my current remedy is to walk around and get a cold glass of water. but it is a serious problem i've suffered from awhile, but it's no big deal, i can handle it. it only seems to come up when i'm not actively engaged in some sort of task, any task. i've never had any problem driving, while taking a phone call, or doing basically anything. it's when i'm not actively doing anything that it strikes. if i have to sit and just listen to someone, i'm screwed. i'm out, even if i'm interested, my brain just freezes and my head bobs, and i suffer microsleeps. it's weird and annoying and can cause problems in meetings.
anyway, i'm starting to get tired now and there's a damn fly starting to really bug me. pun unintended. i've had a lot of witty comments i've come up with lately, but i just don't have the time. no time. it's ok, if i did have time i'd just sit around and watch tv all the time... when i get those rare moments to myself when i can watch tv and do laundry, it feels like a treat. yeah, doing laundry is a luxury, cause it means i have time to myself to do my own thing.
getting more and more tired... but don't want to sleep yet, can't sleep yet, must finish laundry, or at least switch loads. i think my parents need a new dryer, it sounds bad. and i know these things.
what else to talk about, oh, right, RIP ted kennedy. too bad he didn't live to see health care reform become a reality in his lifetime, if anything can come from the death of this legend i hope it spurs the democrats into action to pass this legislation in honor of teddy. the first time i was ever in the senate chamber, and come to think of it, it was my only time in the senate chamber, i saw ted kennedy. you couldn't miss him, he was a big guy. and at that time, i doubt i would've recognized any senator except the senators from my own state or senator kennedy. it's really sad, and his sister just died like two weeks ago, but at least they lived, as an irish poet once wrote, to comb their gray hair.
hmmm, watching sportscenter now, sources say farve has little support in the vikings lockerroom. oh, few statements can make me fell better. benedict farve has few supporters? really, the lazy usurper who thinks he can just join a team and not have to attend training camp has few supporters? call me shocked. what an asshole. and people say i'm bitter, they're right, i am bitter. and i don't like benedict farve... at all.
ahhh, still fighting sleep. at this point i kinda miss my insomnia, but not too much. i guess when... wait, just reread my last post, i've already talked about this. see, i'm fatigued and becoming... becoming... dammit, i can't even think of the word i was going to write now. becoming repetitive? no, it was better than that. well, that word will have to do.
what else to talk about... haven't watched any good movies lately, haven't had time, don't even have my tv set up yet. pathetic, i know. if i don't get my room in order anytime soon my life will continue to tread towards the pathetic. hard to stay awake... hard to keep head up. hard to keep fingers typing. but laundry not done yet, should've started it sooner. alas! another alarm sounds, please be the dryer... yes, it must be the dryer, the washer alarm went off awhile ago.
yes, it was dryer! loud dryer, and my bed is so comfy and it is calling me. calling me loudly. and yawn...
salbrent
August 26, 2009
Wed 11:47 PM
only six days between posts... not bad. i actually did not intend to write tonight, but i've been sitting working on my computer for awhile, so i felt that obligated to at least attempt a meager post. seriously, my brain in fried. on the other hand, my occasional insomnia appears to be cured... you know the cure... work over 60 hours a week, you'll be so exhausted all the time you'll have no problem falling asleep. waking up is another thing. ok, just had to mention this, i'm watching national geographic channel (currently showing a special on the crips and bloods) and i just saw a commercial for locked up abroad, a show about stupid people who think it would be smart to smuggle drugs for money (usually the drugs come from south america). immediately after that commerical was a commercial for tourism in colombia... hahaha, i find that funny. anyway, yeah, so my insomnia is cured, but i think i suffer from narcolepsy. i read the symptoms on wikipedia (the source of the uninsured) and i fit many of the symptoms, except i don't suffer from crazy, sleep seizure type episodes... at least not that i know of. but i do have times at work when, out of the blue, i feel like my brain has just been shut down and hard as i try i just become exhausted for no reason. my current remedy is to walk around and get a cold glass of water. but it is a serious problem i've suffered from awhile, but it's no big deal, i can handle it. it only seems to come up when i'm not actively engaged in some sort of task, any task. i've never had any problem driving, while taking a phone call, or doing basically anything. it's when i'm not actively doing anything that it strikes. if i have to sit and just listen to someone, i'm screwed. i'm out, even if i'm interested, my brain just freezes and my head bobs, and i suffer microsleeps. it's weird and annoying and can cause problems in meetings.
anyway, i'm starting to get tired now and there's a damn fly starting to really bug me. pun unintended. i've had a lot of witty comments i've come up with lately, but i just don't have the time. no time. it's ok, if i did have time i'd just sit around and watch tv all the time... when i get those rare moments to myself when i can watch tv and do laundry, it feels like a treat. yeah, doing laundry is a luxury, cause it means i have time to myself to do my own thing.
getting more and more tired... but don't want to sleep yet, can't sleep yet, must finish laundry, or at least switch loads. i think my parents need a new dryer, it sounds bad. and i know these things.
what else to talk about, oh, right, RIP ted kennedy. too bad he didn't live to see health care reform become a reality in his lifetime, if anything can come from the death of this legend i hope it spurs the democrats into action to pass this legislation in honor of teddy. the first time i was ever in the senate chamber, and come to think of it, it was my only time in the senate chamber, i saw ted kennedy. you couldn't miss him, he was a big guy. and at that time, i doubt i would've recognized any senator except the senators from my own state or senator kennedy. it's really sad, and his sister just died like two weeks ago, but at least they lived, as an irish poet once wrote, to comb their gray hair.
hmmm, watching sportscenter now, sources say farve has little support in the vikings lockerroom. oh, few statements can make me fell better. benedict farve has few supporters? really, the lazy usurper who thinks he can just join a team and not have to attend training camp has few supporters? call me shocked. what an asshole. and people say i'm bitter, they're right, i am bitter. and i don't like benedict farve... at all.
ahhh, still fighting sleep. at this point i kinda miss my insomnia, but not too much. i guess when... wait, just reread my last post, i've already talked about this. see, i'm fatigued and becoming... becoming... dammit, i can't even think of the word i was going to write now. becoming repetitive? no, it was better than that. well, that word will have to do.
what else to talk about... haven't watched any good movies lately, haven't had time, don't even have my tv set up yet. pathetic, i know. if i don't get my room in order anytime soon my life will continue to tread towards the pathetic. hard to stay awake... hard to keep head up. hard to keep fingers typing. but laundry not done yet, should've started it sooner. alas! another alarm sounds, please be the dryer... yes, it must be the dryer, the washer alarm went off awhile ago.
yes, it was dryer! loud dryer, and my bed is so comfy and it is calling me. calling me loudly. and yawn...
salbrent
Thursday, August 20, 2009
DAY 83
Appleton, Wisconsin
August 20, 2009
Thu 12:00 AM
now this is more like it, blogging at midnight. ahh, feels good. didn't have to work tonight, i love wednesdays and thursdays, those two days are like my weekend, if a good weekend is one that you work eight hours each day. nonetheless, i like it.
oh, and i didn't mention this in my last blog, but i've mentioned it before... benedict farve is a raging egomaniac washedup douchebag quarterback... and if you side with favre you cannot call yourself a packers fan, you are a vikings fan. Period. So start wearing purple.
that's all i'm gonna say about that. anyway, only four days in between blogs... i'm getting better. but i think it's safe to say that it'll be awhile before i get back into my everyday routine, but that is my ultimate goal.
and i feel like a sellout, because now i have unlimited texting. yeah, i know, less than a month after i completely disabled it from my phone i can now do it 24/7 with no consequences. and i've received a few texts already... from my sister, who is taking advantage of this new power. it is what it is, fortunately i dont pay an extra dime for this thing, because my dad got a new crackberry and apparently you need unlimated texting for it. whatever, he says i can get a blackberry next time i get a new phone (and i am up for renewal, i'm just waiting for my current phone to die) and all i'd have to do is pay an extra 40 bucks a month... wow, what a deal! 40 dollars a month? on top of the contract just to be able to check my email on something so small it can fit in my pants? whoop dee do basil, i'm fine with my laptop. i'd be happy with another tiny samsung slider, cause i love my phone i currently have.
man, i'm starting to get tired... errrr, must fight it. the one good thing about working all the time... no more insomnia. if you've read my blog in the past you're aware at how that would strike at times, often for over a week. that's what happens when you're in college and have lots of time on your hands and you just sit in your apartment all day reading wikipedia... you aren't tired at the end of the day. if anything you can't turn your brain off, you keep thinking about king george v, or whatever else you wikied that day. now, i'm so exhausted during the day i'm lucky if i don't fall asleep on the job, either job. i get to bed and it feels like instantly my alarm is going off. so, that's a plus... the way to cure insomnia is to work 65 hours a week.
yeah, my brain is shutting down, i can feel it because i no longer feel like doing antyihg. and i'm getting sluggish, my typing is failing. it remeinds me of an older blog i wrote back when i wrote on myspace... i was blogging while buzzed... or was that on this blog? i really don't know, it mightve been this blog. i'll have to investigate that. this would be a good time to post older classic blogs of mine... easier than coming up with new material. maybe i'll do that. it'll be like a bollywood movie... just rip off an american movie. i kid, some of those movies are original... but there are a lot of knockoffs too. so many at times it seems like there's a billion people but not one original idea. that's not true... it just makes a good, witty line.
new topic, i just saw a bounty commercial... you know those, where the kids make a mess and are stupid and the mom just laughs it off and cleans up... where the hell do these people live? if i made a mess my mom would get angry and make me clean it up. i hate those commercials, they make both moms and kids seem stupid... kids, sure, but... i don't know, maybe i'm just used to my mother (who is always right i might add) that would never fly in our house.
getting tireder... wanted to talk about zanjeer, eyelash prescription, and myers-briggs personality results. but cannot, cannot type anymore... tired. zzzzzzzzzzzzz
salbrent
August 20, 2009
Thu 12:00 AM
now this is more like it, blogging at midnight. ahh, feels good. didn't have to work tonight, i love wednesdays and thursdays, those two days are like my weekend, if a good weekend is one that you work eight hours each day. nonetheless, i like it.
oh, and i didn't mention this in my last blog, but i've mentioned it before... benedict farve is a raging egomaniac washedup douchebag quarterback... and if you side with favre you cannot call yourself a packers fan, you are a vikings fan. Period. So start wearing purple.
that's all i'm gonna say about that. anyway, only four days in between blogs... i'm getting better. but i think it's safe to say that it'll be awhile before i get back into my everyday routine, but that is my ultimate goal.
and i feel like a sellout, because now i have unlimited texting. yeah, i know, less than a month after i completely disabled it from my phone i can now do it 24/7 with no consequences. and i've received a few texts already... from my sister, who is taking advantage of this new power. it is what it is, fortunately i dont pay an extra dime for this thing, because my dad got a new crackberry and apparently you need unlimated texting for it. whatever, he says i can get a blackberry next time i get a new phone (and i am up for renewal, i'm just waiting for my current phone to die) and all i'd have to do is pay an extra 40 bucks a month... wow, what a deal!
man, i'm starting to get tired... errrr, must fight it. the one good thing about working all the time... no more insomnia. if you've read my blog in the past you're aware at how that would strike at times, often for over a week. that's what happens when you're in college and have lots of time on your hands and you just sit in your apartment all day reading wikipedia... you aren't tired at the end of the day. if anything you can't turn your brain off, you keep thinking about king george v, or whatever else you wikied that day. now, i'm so exhausted during the day i'm lucky if i don't fall asleep on the job, either job. i get to bed and it feels like instantly my alarm is going off. so, that's a plus... the way to cure insomnia is to work 65 hours a week.
yeah, my brain is shutting down, i can feel it because i no longer feel like doing antyihg. and i'm getting sluggish, my typing is failing. it remeinds me of an older blog i wrote back when i wrote on myspace... i was blogging while buzzed... or was that on this blog? i really don't know, it mightve been this blog. i'll have to investigate that. this would be a good time to post older classic blogs of mine... easier than coming up with new material. maybe i'll do that. it'll be like a bollywood movie... just rip off an american movie. i kid, some of those movies are original... but there are a lot of knockoffs too. so many at times it seems like there's a billion people but not one original idea. that's not true... it just makes a good, witty line.
new topic, i just saw a bounty commercial... you know those, where the kids make a mess and are stupid and the mom just laughs it off and cleans up... where the hell do these people live? if i made a mess my mom would get angry and make me clean it up. i hate those commercials, they make both moms and kids seem stupid... kids, sure, but... i don't know, maybe i'm just used to my mother (who is always right i might add) that would never fly in our house.
getting tireder... wanted to talk about zanjeer, eyelash prescription, and myers-briggs personality results. but cannot, cannot type anymore... tired. zzzzzzzzzzzzz
salbrent
Sunday, August 16, 2009
DAY 82
Appleton, Wisconsin
August 16, 2009
Sun 10:41 PM
blogging at 10:41 pm... how times have changed so quickly. gone are the nights where blogging began after 1 am, i doubt that'll ever happen again. i work tomorrow at 7 am, which requires me to wake up at 5:30, i should really be getting some sleep now, but i'm trying to not be such a blog slacker. 1 am was really an ideal time to blog, right now all i'm thinking about is work tomorrow. it is what it is. i wanted to get my room cleaned tonight, mission failed. i suck. i need a day to do this, not half a day, not a few hours, a full, uniterupted day. like that's gonna happen with my current schedule. not that i'm complaining, i want to make that clear that i do not complain about my work situation, i choose to work two jobs.
anyway, i miss sitting on my bed in my milwaukee apartment, waynes world, total recall, or first contact on in the background, a high life on the nightstand, just typing away. it's also harder to type on my bed in appleton, it's raised up a good five feet or so. anyway, i felt the need to blog because there were a few things i wanted to say...
yesterday i went to the brewer-astros game, and the brewers won, which was good. i had to drive down to milwaukee in my car with no air, not an unusual occurance by any means, but i didn't notice cause i was too busy jamming to my new stereo. can i still call it new if i've had it over a month? i think i can. anyway, i'm excited because i finally figured out how to play my walkman through the usb port on shuffle... i know, enthralling isn't it? and i used my bluetooth headset for the first time, i always make fun of those people in my mind who never take it out of their ear, they look stupid. it should be for car use only, or if you have no limbs, it is not difficult to hold a phone to your head, and if you're that lazy then i guess you have bigger issues. i'm not sure that made sense... anyway, people look stupid walking down the street with a bluetooth headset on, they look like they're talking to themselves. anyway, i used it in the car which was nice, but the ear hook is not made for people with tiny ears like me. the ear piece doesn't fit in my ear to begin with, and the hook was too big. seriously, i have tiny ears. i've seen infants with ears larger than me. it's fine, i'd rather have small ears than big ears, no one notices unless i mention it, big ears stick out like... well, big ears. sorry prince charles. so, that became annoying, i'll have to see if they sell smaller hooks at work.
yeah, and i also wanted to mention that i watched Zanjeer friday night, saw a commercial for a prescription that's supposed to make your eyelashes fuller and darker (didn't know that eyelash deficiency was such a problem in this country) and... oh shoot, dammit what else was i going to say? maybe that was it. i realized that i'm starting to forget certain codewords for friends... i'll have to go back and reread some of my earlier posts and make a master copy. not that it really matters, all my friends are off going to grad school or whatnot, and live in minneapolis, washington, boston, madison, or wherever else. that's it, i really should get some sleep lest i be falling asleep at my computer tomorrow (go ahead and laugh, but know that it isn't exactly an impossible senario, i'm pretty sure i suffer from a form of narcolepsy that causes microsleeps). i'll try to post again tomorrow, until then it's back to the phone bashing and selling electrodomesticos.
salbrent
August 16, 2009
Sun 10:41 PM
blogging at 10:41 pm... how times have changed so quickly. gone are the nights where blogging began after 1 am, i doubt that'll ever happen again. i work tomorrow at 7 am, which requires me to wake up at 5:30, i should really be getting some sleep now, but i'm trying to not be such a blog slacker. 1 am was really an ideal time to blog, right now all i'm thinking about is work tomorrow. it is what it is. i wanted to get my room cleaned tonight, mission failed. i suck. i need a day to do this, not half a day, not a few hours, a full, uniterupted day. like that's gonna happen with my current schedule. not that i'm complaining, i want to make that clear that i do not complain about my work situation, i choose to work two jobs.
anyway, i miss sitting on my bed in my milwaukee apartment, waynes world, total recall, or first contact on in the background, a high life on the nightstand, just typing away. it's also harder to type on my bed in appleton, it's raised up a good five feet or so. anyway, i felt the need to blog because there were a few things i wanted to say...
yesterday i went to the brewer-astros game, and the brewers won, which was good. i had to drive down to milwaukee in my car with no air, not an unusual occurance by any means, but i didn't notice cause i was too busy jamming to my new stereo. can i still call it new if i've had it over a month? i think i can. anyway, i'm excited because i finally figured out how to play my walkman through the usb port on shuffle... i know, enthralling isn't it? and i used my bluetooth headset for the first time, i always make fun of those people in my mind who never take it out of their ear, they look stupid. it should be for car use only, or if you have no limbs, it is not difficult to hold a phone to your head, and if you're that lazy then i guess you have bigger issues. i'm not sure that made sense... anyway, people look stupid walking down the street with a bluetooth headset on, they look like they're talking to themselves. anyway, i used it in the car which was nice, but the ear hook is not made for people with tiny ears like me. the ear piece doesn't fit in my ear to begin with, and the hook was too big. seriously, i have tiny ears. i've seen infants with ears larger than me. it's fine, i'd rather have small ears than big ears, no one notices unless i mention it, big ears stick out like... well, big ears. sorry prince charles. so, that became annoying, i'll have to see if they sell smaller hooks at work.
yeah, and i also wanted to mention that i watched Zanjeer friday night, saw a commercial for a prescription that's supposed to make your eyelashes fuller and darker (didn't know that eyelash deficiency was such a problem in this country) and... oh shoot, dammit what else was i going to say? maybe that was it. i realized that i'm starting to forget certain codewords for friends... i'll have to go back and reread some of my earlier posts and make a master copy. not that it really matters, all my friends are off going to grad school or whatnot, and live in minneapolis, washington, boston, madison, or wherever else. that's it, i really should get some sleep lest i be falling asleep at my computer tomorrow (go ahead and laugh, but know that it isn't exactly an impossible senario, i'm pretty sure i suffer from a form of narcolepsy that causes microsleeps). i'll try to post again tomorrow, until then it's back to the phone bashing and selling electrodomesticos.
salbrent
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
DAY 81
Appleton, Wisconsin
August 11, 2009
Tue 10:34 PM
yeah yeah yeah, i'm a slacker. but really i'm not, only when it comes to my blog. it's upsetting, i could find time to blog everyday while busy commuting back and forth from milwaukee and appleton, but i can't now. i work around 60-70 hours a week... yeah, it's crazy. but i like both my jobs so i'm not complaining. not complaining. so many people complain about their jobs... not me. it's work, it's not supposed to be great, but if you don't like it, change your situation. i work two jobs not because i have to, but because i actually enjoy both my jobs and i like money over most things. and it gives me something to do, otherwise i'd be sitting at home watching tv, like i'm doing now. seinfeld is on, it's not my first choice, the office was on earlier and i just happen to be away from the remote, with a laptop on my thigh shelf, i don't feel like changing the channel. i'm tired, working 13 hour days is exhausting mentally. my jobs arent overly challenging, but being alert, constantly on your toes all day is hard work. all day i converse with customers, whether on the phone or in person. and i've alredy lost interest in this post, my first post in almost a month. i suck, i have no focus. tired, so tired. i shall do my best to keep up with my new post each day mantra. it's hard, my bedroom is still a nuclear disastear zone... i wish i had one day to clean it, but i work full time and my part time job PART TIME JOB makes me work five days a week. yeah, all of which equals no time off ever. dammit, i miss blogging, yet i desire a desk at which to sit and type, or at least a chair, bed... something. and i'm starting to become incoherrent... must stop now.
August 11, 2009
Tue 10:34 PM
yeah yeah yeah, i'm a slacker. but really i'm not, only when it comes to my blog. it's upsetting, i could find time to blog everyday while busy commuting back and forth from milwaukee and appleton, but i can't now. i work around 60-70 hours a week... yeah, it's crazy. but i like both my jobs so i'm not complaining. not complaining. so many people complain about their jobs... not me. it's work, it's not supposed to be great, but if you don't like it, change your situation. i work two jobs not because i have to, but because i actually enjoy both my jobs and i like money over most things. and it gives me something to do, otherwise i'd be sitting at home watching tv, like i'm doing now. seinfeld is on, it's not my first choice, the office was on earlier and i just happen to be away from the remote, with a laptop on my thigh shelf, i don't feel like changing the channel. i'm tired, working 13 hour days is exhausting mentally. my jobs arent overly challenging, but being alert, constantly on your toes all day is hard work. all day i converse with customers, whether on the phone or in person. and i've alredy lost interest in this post, my first post in almost a month. i suck, i have no focus. tired, so tired. i shall do my best to keep up with my new post each day mantra. it's hard, my bedroom is still a nuclear disastear zone... i wish i had one day to clean it, but i work full time and my part time job PART TIME JOB makes me work five days a week. yeah, all of which equals no time off ever. dammit, i miss blogging, yet i desire a desk at which to sit and type, or at least a chair, bed... something. and i'm starting to become incoherrent... must stop now.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
DAY 80
Appleton, Wisconsin
July 18, 2009
Sat 12:10 AM
WARNING: PROFANITY LACED TIRADE AHEAD
but not yet... it's coming. so, you might think i've been slacking, not blogging for over a week, yes, i have been slacking, and it's a lot harder to type with one eye. i would think it wouldn't be tougher, but it is. i've been busy because i just started my two jobs... i've lost count of how many hours i've put in. 8 hours at one job, and 4 hours at the other most nights... that's 12 hour days. not to mention i haven't gottan a good night's sleep in, oh, like two weeks. i was looking forward to tonight, tonight i would sleep. i would even get to sleep in. now i can do neither, nada, no dice. why? because my fucking eye is draining and i have an infection. it blows. and why am i working two jobs... because i wanna make it rain. makin' bank, that's me. yes, i want money, everyone does, money = happiness, it's just most people don't have the balls to admit it. i'm not greedy, greed is wealth accumulated at the expense of others, i'm putting in my hours, this is all my doing.
anyway, enough about that, i'm fucking pissed because my eye is draining? again, have i mentioned how much this sucks? it's like your nose is running, but instead of having mucus come out your nostril it's coming out of your eye... boy it feels great. i just thought i had something in my eye at work... nope, infection. and my throat is sore and my nose is running, slighty, nothing compared to my right eye. it's getting glued shut as i type, and since i can't fucking sleep, i'm blogging. need something to take my anger out on. and of course i get sick now of all times... why now? why is now so inconvenient? BECAUSE I HAVE NO FUCKING HEALTH INSURANCE THAT'S WHY!!!!!!!! God bless america right, the richest country with the most fucked over citizens. and why do i have no health insurance? because i went to college, and because i graduated from college (even got my diploma in the mail yesterday, so it's official) and i even found a job. two in fact, less than a month after i graduated i was offered a job. that has left me without health insurance,because in this country, as soon as you graduate your insurance from your parents ceases to exist, so you better find a job the day after you graduate. and that job better not have a waiting period for your insurance benefits.... hahahahahahahahahahaha, like that magical job exists. i will soon have insurance, not soon enough, i have to wait the 90 or whatever days. so, of course i need to see a doctor NOW! and i should point out, i have not needed a medication, nor seen a doctor since i was in ELEMENTARY SCHOOL!!!! and i'm not kidding about that, other than physicals and that stuff, i have had immaculate health. no major illnesses, no broken bones, no stitches, NO INFECTIONS... no draining eye... nothing. until now, now that i have no fucking health insurance. son of a bitch, as if the symptons of this thing aren't bad enough. and i was ready to ignore it, oh yes, i thought, oh, my eye is drainging whatever, and my tyoping is getting progressively worse as i can't see very well, whatever, i can live with that. then i told my mother, who, apparently, loves me and told me i had an infection and i should call the doctor. or rather the nurse on call and schedule an appointment.
fine, i thought i'll call, make the appointment sometme before work, i guess i cna pay it, but at least i'll get some damn sleep for once.... NOOOO, no sleep for salbrent. there was nothing available, so i have to get my ass out of bed at seven tomorrow and try again, so not only will i not be able to sleep tonight because of my fucking eye, but i'll have to not sleep and get up early. I JUST WANT TO SLEEP NOW, THIS INSOMNIA THING HAS GROWN OLD AND MY FUCKING EYE IS DRAINING... LEAKING... WHATEVER. i talked to someone a few weeks ago about my insomnia, cause that week i hadn't slept, well, in a week. she asked if i was hallucinating yet, cause apparently that happens. no, i said, but i'm getting very agry at people, thank goodness i have good self control. not now, not now. i might have mentioned that already, i don't know, i don't fucking care.
i don't want to be that person who coplains, i was planning on writing my comeback blog about how i'm so lucky to have two jobs. and i am, i hate those people who every other day their facebook status is about how crappy their life is. i hate those people, i need to unfriend those people. note to self, unfriend pessimests later. those people, using facebook to gain sympothy, i never try to gain sympothy. i'm not now, hell, right now i can't even spell it. those people, boo hoo, my life sucks, good thing i have a computer to show the world how unfortunate life is for me. shut the fuck up, you have a fucking computer, and i'm pretty sure a roof over your head, you are so lucky compared to almost everyone else in the world. stop your complainanig. i am not trying to get sympothy, or anything, i'm just relaly pissed firght now, real f-in' pissed. and i want to sleep, and i can't cause of my fuckin' eye. and i want to sleep in, but i can't cause i need to make a phone call. but, i'm still better off that most people in the world. but not those people in western europe and canada and japan, cause they get fucking universal health care coverage. honestly, right now if one of those people against obama's plan was in this room iwth me, trust me, they'd leave in worst shape than i'm in right now. but, then again i'm sure that conservative nut would have health insurance, and thus be in the clear. not me, not me. ahhhh, my eye, this really fucking sucks. a lot. fucking sucks a lot.
i really wanted to write about how i'm a rockstar, or about... hell i don't even remember now i'm so angry. i think it had to do with rainbows and kittens though, pretty sure. oh, and now i read that walter cronkite has died... that's too bad.
i'm out, i shall crawl back into bed (i crawled all the way out of it to just write this angry blog) and ly there, like i've been doing the past two weeks. and then wait for the radio to go off and call the doctor. how futile will that be> we'll see soon enough, but not soon enough because it's not like i'm gonna be sleeping and time will move quicker. a draining eye, this blows. and super sore throat, only on the right side of my head, the infected side of my head. good thing i DON'T have health insurance. as if my heart practically exploding isn't bad enough, i'll save that for another blog. so looking forward to waking... who am i kidding, rising out of bed with my right eye glued shut. oh joy.
salbrent
July 18, 2009
Sat 12:10 AM
WARNING: PROFANITY LACED TIRADE AHEAD
but not yet... it's coming. so, you might think i've been slacking, not blogging for over a week, yes, i have been slacking, and it's a lot harder to type with one eye. i would think it wouldn't be tougher, but it is. i've been busy because i just started my two jobs... i've lost count of how many hours i've put in. 8 hours at one job, and 4 hours at the other most nights... that's 12 hour days. not to mention i haven't gottan a good night's sleep in, oh, like two weeks. i was looking forward to tonight, tonight i would sleep. i would even get to sleep in. now i can do neither, nada, no dice. why? because my fucking eye is draining and i have an infection. it blows. and why am i working two jobs... because i wanna make it rain. makin' bank, that's me. yes, i want money, everyone does, money = happiness, it's just most people don't have the balls to admit it. i'm not greedy, greed is wealth accumulated at the expense of others, i'm putting in my hours, this is all my doing.
anyway, enough about that, i'm fucking pissed because my eye is draining? again, have i mentioned how much this sucks? it's like your nose is running, but instead of having mucus come out your nostril it's coming out of your eye... boy it feels great. i just thought i had something in my eye at work... nope, infection. and my throat is sore and my nose is running, slighty, nothing compared to my right eye. it's getting glued shut as i type, and since i can't fucking sleep, i'm blogging. need something to take my anger out on. and of course i get sick now of all times... why now? why is now so inconvenient? BECAUSE I HAVE NO FUCKING HEALTH INSURANCE THAT'S WHY!!!!!!!! God bless america right, the richest country with the most fucked over citizens. and why do i have no health insurance? because i went to college, and because i graduated from college (even got my diploma in the mail yesterday, so it's official) and i even found a job. two in fact, less than a month after i graduated i was offered a job. that has left me without health insurance,because in this country, as soon as you graduate your insurance from your parents ceases to exist, so you better find a job the day after you graduate. and that job better not have a waiting period for your insurance benefits.... hahahahahahahahahahaha, like that magical job exists. i will soon have insurance, not soon enough, i have to wait the 90 or whatever days. so, of course i need to see a doctor NOW! and i should point out, i have not needed a medication, nor seen a doctor since i was in ELEMENTARY SCHOOL!!!! and i'm not kidding about that, other than physicals and that stuff, i have had immaculate health. no major illnesses, no broken bones, no stitches, NO INFECTIONS... no draining eye... nothing. until now, now that i have no fucking health insurance. son of a bitch, as if the symptons of this thing aren't bad enough. and i was ready to ignore it, oh yes, i thought, oh, my eye is drainging whatever, and my tyoping is getting progressively worse as i can't see very well, whatever, i can live with that. then i told my mother, who, apparently, loves me and told me i had an infection and i should call the doctor. or rather the nurse on call and schedule an appointment.
fine, i thought i'll call, make the appointment sometme before work, i guess i cna pay it, but at least i'll get some damn sleep for once.... NOOOO, no sleep for salbrent. there was nothing available, so i have to get my ass out of bed at seven tomorrow and try again, so not only will i not be able to sleep tonight because of my fucking eye, but i'll have to not sleep and get up early. I JUST WANT TO SLEEP NOW, THIS INSOMNIA THING HAS GROWN OLD AND MY FUCKING EYE IS DRAINING... LEAKING... WHATEVER. i talked to someone a few weeks ago about my insomnia, cause that week i hadn't slept, well, in a week. she asked if i was hallucinating yet, cause apparently that happens. no, i said, but i'm getting very agry at people, thank goodness i have good self control. not now, not now. i might have mentioned that already, i don't know, i don't fucking care.
i don't want to be that person who coplains, i was planning on writing my comeback blog about how i'm so lucky to have two jobs. and i am, i hate those people who every other day their facebook status is about how crappy their life is. i hate those people, i need to unfriend those people. note to self, unfriend pessimests later. those people, using facebook to gain sympothy, i never try to gain sympothy. i'm not now, hell, right now i can't even spell it. those people, boo hoo, my life sucks, good thing i have a computer to show the world how unfortunate life is for me. shut the fuck up, you have a fucking computer, and i'm pretty sure a roof over your head, you are so lucky compared to almost everyone else in the world. stop your complainanig. i am not trying to get sympothy, or anything, i'm just relaly pissed firght now, real f-in' pissed. and i want to sleep, and i can't cause of my fuckin' eye. and i want to sleep in, but i can't cause i need to make a phone call. but, i'm still better off that most people in the world. but not those people in western europe and canada and japan, cause they get fucking universal health care coverage. honestly, right now if one of those people against obama's plan was in this room iwth me, trust me, they'd leave in worst shape than i'm in right now. but, then again i'm sure that conservative nut would have health insurance, and thus be in the clear. not me, not me. ahhhh, my eye, this really fucking sucks. a lot. fucking sucks a lot.
i really wanted to write about how i'm a rockstar, or about... hell i don't even remember now i'm so angry. i think it had to do with rainbows and kittens though, pretty sure. oh, and now i read that walter cronkite has died... that's too bad.
i'm out, i shall crawl back into bed (i crawled all the way out of it to just write this angry blog) and ly there, like i've been doing the past two weeks. and then wait for the radio to go off and call the doctor. how futile will that be> we'll see soon enough, but not soon enough because it's not like i'm gonna be sleeping and time will move quicker. a draining eye, this blows. and super sore throat, only on the right side of my head, the infected side of my head. good thing i DON'T have health insurance. as if my heart practically exploding isn't bad enough, i'll save that for another blog. so looking forward to waking... who am i kidding, rising out of bed with my right eye glued shut. oh joy.
salbrent
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
DAY 79
Appleton, Wisconsin
July 7, 2009
Tue 11:33 PM
so, I am now an expert at the thriller dance, i'm good. it's gonna look good at the wedding, if only i had that hot red leather jacket. i don't know what else to write now, and i just want to sleep.
salbrent
July 7, 2009
Tue 11:33 PM
so, I am now an expert at the thriller dance, i'm good. it's gonna look good at the wedding, if only i had that hot red leather jacket. i don't know what else to write now, and i just want to sleep.
salbrent
DAY 78
Appleton, Wisconsin
July 6, 2009
Mon 11:40 PM
i have been such a slacker... four days since a post! Let's see, last time I posted was the second... nothing going on that day. the third was a bachelorette party in milwaukee, the fourth was a wedding in appleton, and the fifth was a recovery day from said party and wedding. both were tremendous amounts of fun, the bachelorette party was on third st in the old world section of milwaukee, we went to capone's, old german beer hall, buckhead's, and bootlegger's. old german beer hall was great! i can't believe i lived in milwaukee for two years and never went to this place. i drove past it a few times, but man, did i miss out until last friday. i've been to the real hofbrauhaus in munich, so maybe i thought i didn't need to go to the milwaukee version. the beer was amazing (it is german after all) and the food, oh i love german food. we got three different kinds of wursts (sausage for all you english speakers)... weisswurst, knackwurst, and currywurst. weisswurst is white in color and is pork and veal, knachwurst is red and is beef and pork, and currywurst is the most delicious thing in the world. it truly is. it's a sausage covered in a zesty tomato curry sauce. and i love it. maybe it's a good thing i never went to this place, because i'd be there all the time. all the time. i think i said i had currywurst in germany, but this is a lie... i mean, i was pretty drunk, it was unintentional. i think i saw it in a movie i watched, yeah, it was an israeli movie i was watching for my hebrew studies class. and they were in germany and they had currywurst, it's a popular street snack in germany. oh my gosh, i am so glad i got it. in fact, on our way back to the hotel i asked the bouncer at the ogbh how late the kitchen was open, and it was open till 2 am! so i got some currywurst to go... ahhh, i want some now.
bootleggers was really fun too, it had three stories and there was a dancefloor, just a fun atmosphere. capone's had really nice bartenders, and buckhead's was kinda boring... the guy at the door did say it was the longest bar in the midwest. it was long, but, like the world's largest ball of twine, rather underwhelming.
oh i want to go back to old world milwaukee. good thing i only live two hours away. so, there was that, and the wedding which was fun. lots of fun. i got hammered on friday, and at the wedding i continued this trend, but i really didn't get drunk. apparently eight or so beers and five shots isn't enough to do it. i am a machine. and at the hotel, near the pool there was a small arcade area with DynamiteCop! the greatest arcade game ever! i had to call my friend Skyscraper cause we used to play it all the time at the theater. it's not there anymore, i think the one at this hotel is the last one in the valley. so, i played it and it was fun. and there was this driving game where you also got a gun, kinda the arcade version of gta. or a simulator on how to do drive-bys. on that one i didn't do as well. i was kinda pissed that the air hockey table didn't work, ate a dollar of mine, i was looking forward to that.
oh, and i didn't sleep really any of those days. on the third my roommate took up the entire bed so i sat in a chair, i think i got in about a two hour nap the night of the wedding, so i was going on like five or six days with no sleep. and i'm still amazed how unaffected i was given the mass quantities of alcohol and no sleep. and i know i know, i said i wasn't going to drink. well, with all these events that was kinda unrealistic of me. after this week, no more booze. last night i got a few hours of sleep, i'm still not sure how much, but i think it was better than it has been. and i just got my thriller album in the mail, it looks great and sounds great! vinyl truly sounds better than cds. that's all, i'm trying to get back into a normal sleep rhythm. that's what i think is wrong with me, my circadian rhythm is off, cause i do get tired around 7 am... and a lot of good that does me, i'm not working a graveyard shift or anything. that's it, off to bed.
salbrent
July 6, 2009
Mon 11:40 PM
i have been such a slacker... four days since a post! Let's see, last time I posted was the second... nothing going on that day. the third was a bachelorette party in milwaukee, the fourth was a wedding in appleton, and the fifth was a recovery day from said party and wedding. both were tremendous amounts of fun, the bachelorette party was on third st in the old world section of milwaukee, we went to capone's, old german beer hall, buckhead's, and bootlegger's. old german beer hall was great! i can't believe i lived in milwaukee for two years and never went to this place. i drove past it a few times, but man, did i miss out until last friday. i've been to the real hofbrauhaus in munich, so maybe i thought i didn't need to go to the milwaukee version. the beer was amazing (it is german after all) and the food, oh i love german food. we got three different kinds of wursts (sausage for all you english speakers)... weisswurst, knackwurst, and currywurst. weisswurst is white in color and is pork and veal, knachwurst is red and is beef and pork, and currywurst is the most delicious thing in the world. it truly is. it's a sausage covered in a zesty tomato curry sauce. and i love it. maybe it's a good thing i never went to this place, because i'd be there all the time. all the time. i think i said i had currywurst in germany, but this is a lie... i mean, i was pretty drunk, it was unintentional. i think i saw it in a movie i watched, yeah, it was an israeli movie i was watching for my hebrew studies class. and they were in germany and they had currywurst, it's a popular street snack in germany. oh my gosh, i am so glad i got it. in fact, on our way back to the hotel i asked the bouncer at the ogbh how late the kitchen was open, and it was open till 2 am! so i got some currywurst to go... ahhh, i want some now.
bootleggers was really fun too, it had three stories and there was a dancefloor, just a fun atmosphere. capone's had really nice bartenders, and buckhead's was kinda boring... the guy at the door did say it was the longest bar in the midwest. it was long, but, like the world's largest ball of twine, rather underwhelming.
oh i want to go back to old world milwaukee. good thing i only live two hours away. so, there was that, and the wedding which was fun. lots of fun. i got hammered on friday, and at the wedding i continued this trend, but i really didn't get drunk. apparently eight or so beers and five shots isn't enough to do it. i am a machine. and at the hotel, near the pool there was a small arcade area with DynamiteCop! the greatest arcade game ever! i had to call my friend Skyscraper cause we used to play it all the time at the theater. it's not there anymore, i think the one at this hotel is the last one in the valley. so, i played it and it was fun. and there was this driving game where you also got a gun, kinda the arcade version of gta. or a simulator on how to do drive-bys. on that one i didn't do as well. i was kinda pissed that the air hockey table didn't work, ate a dollar of mine, i was looking forward to that.
oh, and i didn't sleep really any of those days. on the third my roommate took up the entire bed so i sat in a chair, i think i got in about a two hour nap the night of the wedding, so i was going on like five or six days with no sleep. and i'm still amazed how unaffected i was given the mass quantities of alcohol and no sleep. and i know i know, i said i wasn't going to drink. well, with all these events that was kinda unrealistic of me. after this week, no more booze. last night i got a few hours of sleep, i'm still not sure how much, but i think it was better than it has been. and i just got my thriller album in the mail, it looks great and sounds great! vinyl truly sounds better than cds. that's all, i'm trying to get back into a normal sleep rhythm. that's what i think is wrong with me, my circadian rhythm is off, cause i do get tired around 7 am... and a lot of good that does me, i'm not working a graveyard shift or anything. that's it, off to bed.
salbrent
Thursday, July 2, 2009
DAY 77
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
July 2, 2009
Thu 1:04 AM
don't really feel like writing much right now... nope, don't feel it. instead, i'll just post some cool stuff i've come across.
here's a cool video, it shows how PGA pro phil mickelson can hit the ball better backward than you or I can forward.
and here's an article out of australia about a retired u.k. army boxer who knocks out a would-be burgular. the picture of the robber is what makes the article.
http://www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,25717552-661,00.html?from=public_rss
that's all, now to sleep or not to sleep, that is the question.
salbrent
July 2, 2009
Thu 1:04 AM
don't really feel like writing much right now... nope, don't feel it. instead, i'll just post some cool stuff i've come across.
here's a cool video, it shows how PGA pro phil mickelson can hit the ball better backward than you or I can forward.
and here's an article out of australia about a retired u.k. army boxer who knocks out a would-be burgular. the picture of the robber is what makes the article.
http://www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,25717552-661,00.html?from=public_rss
that's all, now to sleep or not to sleep, that is the question.
salbrent
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
DAY 76(ii)
1:59 AM
and whatever happened to swine flu? did we erradicate it and not tell anyone? talk about falling off the face of the earth... I haven't heard anything about this global pandemic epidemic emergency... whatever the hell we were jumping the gun to call it, in quite sometime.
is insomnia one of the symptons? AHHHHH, I just want to sleep!
and whatever happened to swine flu? did we erradicate it and not tell anyone? talk about falling off the face of the earth... I haven't heard anything about this global pandemic epidemic emergency... whatever the hell we were jumping the gun to call it, in quite sometime.
is insomnia one of the symptons? AHHHHH, I just want to sleep!
DAY 76(i)
1:43 AM
insomnia sucks... sucks... sucks... sucks... sucks... i am so wide awake right now, as wide awake as i was at noon today... hell, probably more awake then i was at noon today. and the worst part is, i really want to sleep... my mind desires sleep, but my body is not the least bit tired. it's quite a conflict of interests. so, i figure since i'm wide awake at almost 2 am i should use this time to do something productive... but all i want to do is sleep. so i take this time to try to sleep... but i can't. endless, endless cycle. uhhhh, sucks.
and it's also really pathetic that i can't remember the last time i had a decent night's sleep.
insomnia sucks... sucks... sucks... sucks... sucks... i am so wide awake right now, as wide awake as i was at noon today... hell, probably more awake then i was at noon today. and the worst part is, i really want to sleep... my mind desires sleep, but my body is not the least bit tired. it's quite a conflict of interests. so, i figure since i'm wide awake at almost 2 am i should use this time to do something productive... but all i want to do is sleep. so i take this time to try to sleep... but i can't. endless, endless cycle. uhhhh, sucks.
and it's also really pathetic that i can't remember the last time i had a decent night's sleep.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
DAY 76
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
June 30, 2009
Tue 10:29 PM
i'd like to start off my blog today by congratulating that inferior state to the west of wisconsin on finally exercising it's rights as a u.s. state and electing a second senator. although, i guess i shouldn't be all that surprised that it took this long, remember, this is the "state of hockey" and they let their nhl team go texas. or, as my cousin once put it, they'd probably just as soon join canada before realizing the benefits of statehood. anyway, as much as i make fun of it, minnesota is actually a nice state. i really like minneapolis, hate all their sports teams, but like the city. sorry milwaukee, you got the population, but minneapolis is a nicer city. in fact, i probably rip on minnesota because, in some ways, it's nicer than wisconsin. but, i'll take the dairy state to the land of 10,000 lakes anyday. did you know wisconsin actually has more lakes than minnesota? we just have more to be proud of that's why we don't mention it much. i'd rather brag about being america's dairyland on my license plate than make an obvious observation regarding geography.
anyway, i really don't feel like blogging now, probably all that blogging i did yesterday. that's all.
oh, and talk about sore loser... dragging this on til the following summer... good one coleman. way to not do what a senator is supposed to- put the interests of your state first. and i love how when he was ahead in the tallying he said that franken should concede... but yet when the tallying switched and was no longer in his favor he didn't follow his own advice. should've known that statement would just make him look stupid when he didn't win. and way to go franken... you're good enough, smart enough, and doggone it, enough people liked you.
salbrent
June 30, 2009
Tue 10:29 PM
i'd like to start off my blog today by congratulating that inferior state to the west of wisconsin on finally exercising it's rights as a u.s. state and electing a second senator. although, i guess i shouldn't be all that surprised that it took this long, remember, this is the "state of hockey" and they let their nhl team go texas. or, as my cousin once put it, they'd probably just as soon join canada before realizing the benefits of statehood. anyway, as much as i make fun of it, minnesota is actually a nice state. i really like minneapolis, hate all their sports teams, but like the city. sorry milwaukee, you got the population, but minneapolis is a nicer city. in fact, i probably rip on minnesota because, in some ways, it's nicer than wisconsin. but, i'll take the dairy state to the land of 10,000 lakes anyday. did you know wisconsin actually has more lakes than minnesota? we just have more to be proud of that's why we don't mention it much. i'd rather brag about being america's dairyland on my license plate than make an obvious observation regarding geography.
anyway, i really don't feel like blogging now, probably all that blogging i did yesterday. that's all.
oh, and talk about sore loser... dragging this on til the following summer... good one coleman. way to not do what a senator is supposed to- put the interests of your state first. and i love how when he was ahead in the tallying he said that franken should concede... but yet when the tallying switched and was no longer in his favor he didn't follow his own advice. should've known that statement would just make him look stupid when he didn't win. and way to go franken... you're good enough, smart enough, and doggone it, enough people liked you.
salbrent
DAY 75(ii)
1:52 AM
this is what happens when you don't sleep... you keep thinking of stuff to add to your blog. anyway, i just learned that michael jackson co-wrote and produced Do the Bartman... and i didn't think it was possible to like the guy more. although, i also just listened to the song for the first time since the nineties, and well, i'm an idiot for not realizing it's michael's work. here's the music video, it's pretty cool, for whatever reason youtube doesn't want me to imbed it, so it's just a link, but check it out.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKmplCJfOf8
this is what happens when you don't sleep... you keep thinking of stuff to add to your blog. anyway, i just learned that michael jackson co-wrote and produced Do the Bartman... and i didn't think it was possible to like the guy more. although, i also just listened to the song for the first time since the nineties, and well, i'm an idiot for not realizing it's michael's work. here's the music video, it's pretty cool, for whatever reason youtube doesn't want me to imbed it, so it's just a link, but check it out.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKmplCJfOf8
Monday, June 29, 2009
DAY 75(i)
10:26 PM
ok, so i got a bit sidetracked from my music compiling, but i just had to post this... it's video from michael jackson's performance of billie jean at the Motown 25th anniversary televised special, and it's where he debuted "the moonwalk." it looks like he's on a people mover, it's insane. i mean, his music was brilliant, but his dancing was equally amazing. he was the whole package. wait for it, it comes up at 3:44 in the video. brilliant, and them bam, he's on his toes. that man was a genius.
and again, r.i.p. michael
ok, so i got a bit sidetracked from my music compiling, but i just had to post this... it's video from michael jackson's performance of billie jean at the Motown 25th anniversary televised special, and it's where he debuted "the moonwalk." it looks like he's on a people mover, it's insane. i mean, his music was brilliant, but his dancing was equally amazing. he was the whole package. wait for it, it comes up at 3:44 in the video. brilliant, and them bam, he's on his toes. that man was a genius.
and again, r.i.p. michael
DAY 75
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
June 29, 2009
Mon 9:31 PM
all i have to say is, insomnia is a bitch. and tv trays are a god send. this is quite a sight to behold right now, i'm sitting on the couch in my apartment, three tv trays in front of me. on one is my old laptop (cracked screen and all), on another is my current laptop (and my typing fingers), and the other has a bowl of cheesy poofs and a glass of water. cheesy poofs being a poor choice in snack when doing computer work... cheesy fingers on a keyboard, bad move. regardless, i think the cheesy poofs have gottan bigger, they're like jumbo cheesy poofs.
anyway, i'm in the process of putting songs on ipod, walkman, and continuing to move songs from my old "special" laptop, to my new toshi. and eating cheesy poofs. oh, and about insomnia being a bitch, has nothing to do with right now (it's only like 9:30)... i couldn't sleep last night... again. finally got a few hours at 7 am... 7 am, only to have my alarm go off at 10 am. so tonight, screw it, i'm not going to even bother. there's stuff i can actually accomplish, so might as well be awake and productive, instead of lying awake in bed and being pissed off.
oh, and text messaging is stupid. i know i've said this before, but it's so stupid. tomorrow i'm disabling it from my phone. aside from the fact that in almost all instances a phone call is more efficient, it costs me a lot of money being convenient to my friends who like texting. money that could be put towards... oh, i don't know, a subwoofer or something. something i truly don't need, but yet serves more of a purpose than text messaging. maybe i'm being a traitor to my generation, but i just don't get it. i mean, i understand a few instances, like if you're in class... but call me old-fashioned, i actually paid attention in class. or made lists in my head of what i was gonna do later that day. either way, i wasn't staring down at my phone. and i love those people who stare at their phones, texting away while walking... they look so, so, stupid. slaves to their phones. i will never be a textlemming. calling is included in the plan... texting costs money. i don't get it, and i'm gonna stop trying to.
ugh, i'm more disgruntled than usual. probably due to lack of sleep. does lack of sleep make one more irritable? i bet it does. i'm no doctor, but it seems logical.
man, if i'm disgruntled now, how will i be tomorrow, quite possibly going on no sleep? who knows, wait and see. perhaps it's a good thing i'm trapped in milwaukee by myself. maybe that's the real factor... being in milwaukee with nothing to do and nobody to talk to. ahh screw it, i'm done with this self-psychoanalysis.
salbrent
June 29, 2009
Mon 9:31 PM
all i have to say is, insomnia is a bitch. and tv trays are a god send. this is quite a sight to behold right now, i'm sitting on the couch in my apartment, three tv trays in front of me. on one is my old laptop (cracked screen and all), on another is my current laptop (and my typing fingers), and the other has a bowl of cheesy poofs and a glass of water. cheesy poofs being a poor choice in snack when doing computer work... cheesy fingers on a keyboard, bad move. regardless, i think the cheesy poofs have gottan bigger, they're like jumbo cheesy poofs.
anyway, i'm in the process of putting songs on ipod, walkman, and continuing to move songs from my old "special" laptop, to my new toshi. and eating cheesy poofs. oh, and about insomnia being a bitch, has nothing to do with right now (it's only like 9:30)... i couldn't sleep last night... again. finally got a few hours at 7 am... 7 am, only to have my alarm go off at 10 am. so tonight, screw it, i'm not going to even bother. there's stuff i can actually accomplish, so might as well be awake and productive, instead of lying awake in bed and being pissed off.
oh, and text messaging is stupid. i know i've said this before, but it's so stupid. tomorrow i'm disabling it from my phone. aside from the fact that in almost all instances a phone call is more efficient, it costs me a lot of money being convenient to my friends who like texting. money that could be put towards... oh, i don't know, a subwoofer or something. something i truly don't need, but yet serves more of a purpose than text messaging. maybe i'm being a traitor to my generation, but i just don't get it. i mean, i understand a few instances, like if you're in class... but call me old-fashioned, i actually paid attention in class. or made lists in my head of what i was gonna do later that day. either way, i wasn't staring down at my phone. and i love those people who stare at their phones, texting away while walking... they look so, so, stupid. slaves to their phones. i will never be a textlemming. calling is included in the plan... texting costs money. i don't get it, and i'm gonna stop trying to.
ugh, i'm more disgruntled than usual. probably due to lack of sleep. does lack of sleep make one more irritable? i bet it does. i'm no doctor, but it seems logical.
man, if i'm disgruntled now, how will i be tomorrow, quite possibly going on no sleep? who knows, wait and see. perhaps it's a good thing i'm trapped in milwaukee by myself. maybe that's the real factor... being in milwaukee with nothing to do and nobody to talk to. ahh screw it, i'm done with this self-psychoanalysis.
salbrent
DAY 74
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
June 28, 2009
Sun 11:27 PM
o canada, we stand on guard for thee... those are the last lyrics to the canadian national anthem. how do i know this? well, i know random stuff. and i just watched one of my favorite episodes of the West Wing, the one where the first lady gets drunk with cj, amy, and donna and then get's the president's band to play o canada in honor of donna (who it turns out is a canadian citizen). i like their anthem, it's all about how cool their nation is. i mean, don't get me wrong, i love america and i can't think of another country i'd rather be a citizen of... i, and all my fellow americans, hit the history jackpot by being born here... and to those citizens who had to earn it, i applaud them for, unlike those lucky native-borns, they will never take their citizenship for granted. i try not to, but it's inevitable because it's not like i have anything to compare it with. anyway, i love america, i think our flag is one of the cooler-looking ones, but our anthem is so... blah. maybe blah is the wrong word, it's just so unsingable. and it's all about a battle. i don't know, it's certainly not the worst, but i like canada's. and mexico's, their anthem has such a good beat you could dance to it. i read that it's illegal in some states to dance to our national anthem... i don't even know how you'd do that. during the olympics i read an article about some of the stranger national anthems... i think i saved it on my old laptop.
anyway, national anthems aside i just realized that i missed a post yesterday. since coming back to milwaukee i've definitely become a slacker... i think that's two or three i've missed now. it's just so damn hot, i don't want to turn on anything that can substitute as a heater. i don't have much to write about today... oh, i found two outfits for the weddings i have coming up... nothing too flashy, but they'll do the trick.
and i picked out the stereo dock and speakers for my car... i'm very excited about that. i picked out some kickin' alpine speakers and the top of the line sony dock... i'm all set. some of the guys at work were buggin' me that i didn't spring for a subwoofer... i don't need a subwoofer. but, it got me thinking... but i don't need a subwoofer. besides, if i threw in a subwoofer it would double my bill, and i dont want that. maybe something for the future.
anyway, pretty excited to drive home thursday... that's when all this new stuff get's installed too. i'm getting it installed the day i leave milwaukee... for obvious reasons. but, the dock plate can be removed, so nobody's jackin' this out of my car.
last night was the first night in, oh, three that i actually got a few hours of sleep. i finally fell asleep at about 3 am, which is pretty good, considering the three nights before that i slept not at all. which sucks, cause i like sleep. and insomnia sucks, you lay around in bed, moving from stomach, to side, to back, to side, to stomach, thinking that maybe the postition has something to do with the lack of ability to fall asleep. but it doesn't, doesn't at all. i almost always sleep on my stomach anyway, sometimes side, never back. i just cannot fall asleep on my back, can't do it. it's not that it's uncomfortable... well, it is a little. i just have always slept on my stomach, it just makes sense. if forced to ly on my back it makes me feel wide awake.
i am now beginning to sweat profusely in the heat of my living room. and as a result i am breaking out in hives all over my legs and feet. i've mentioned this before i think... stupid autoimmune disorder... stupid body fighting body, and making my skin the victim. urticaria... that's the more fansy medical term for it. you know my term for it... sucks. it totally sucks. in fact, it defies phyics because it sucks and blows at the same time. sucks.
and i can safely say that i have chronic urticaria... which refers to urticaria that persists for six or more weeks. let's see, i'm going on almost three years so i think i qualify. and i'm pretty sure i have cholinergic urticaria... that's hives brought on by heat. yep, that one hits the nail on the head. although, i also have outbreaks in the winter due to cold... and that one is... cold urticaria. hmmm, the heat one gets the term cholinergic... but the cold one just gets the term "cold." man, they get short end of the stick on that one. i just realized that saying makes absolutely no sense... short end of a stick? a stick is a stick, how big one end is versus the other is only relative to where it's gripped. right? am i wrong on this?
anyway, hot cold... it doesn't matter, because all forms of urticaria are incredibly hard to treat... almost impossible i think. its one of those things where you can only treat the result, not the cause. i still don't definitivly know the cause... pretty sure i spelled that wrong too. great, so i break out in hives and i can't spell... wonderful. i actually went to the doctor, first time in years i should add... being the healthy person i am, and i asked about my hives and he said something along the lines of yeah, it's just something you'll have to deal with. nothing we can do... no treatment, nothing. thanks a heap doc... good to know my insurance is paying for something. great, of course i get the disorder that you can't do anything about... except just live with. and i get so mad when my parents and friends and anyone else around me tells me not to scratch... that's all i can do! i have nothing to treat this with but my fingernails. and there are some times when it itches so bad, usually on the bottoms of my feet, that i want to take some steel wool and just scrape until they bleed. in my mind that always bring relief... but in reality it would probably just mean bloody socks, and who wants that?
i've had that happen too, one time my toe hurt so bad, i just assumed it was an annoying blister, come to take my shoes off and the top is all red, it wasn't just a blister it was an open wound! i probably should've addressed the issue sooner, but, didn't want to bother with it. that's how i roll, pain doesn't stop me, it's annoying, but can be dealt with mentally. only if i'm bleeding profusely, well, bleeding profusely and notice, or in absolutely blinding pain... then i do something about it. everything else can be ignored and, i've found, eventually goes away. i don't wanna be that person who goes to the doctor every other week for something... every other year, or every five years, that works for me. i can be called a lot of things, but hypocondriac is not one of them. again, i'm pretty sure i spelled that wrong as well.
according to wikipedia chronic urticaria usually clears up in about a year for half of all sufferers... wonderful, i'm in the other half. but, it does clear up in one to twenty years for 80% of sufferers... wonderful, now to just wait until i'm forty and i'm good to go. geez, that's not the least bit annoying. 20 years, that's potentially how long i have to look forward to this. but i'll be willing to bet that i fall in that 20% category... it doesn't say, but how long do they live with it? 40 years? A lifetime? great, just great.
on that note, i'm hot, tired, itchy (only on the legs people), and have lots of stuff to do tomorrow. well, not really, but i want to sound more active than i really am.
salbrent
June 28, 2009
Sun 11:27 PM
o canada, we stand on guard for thee... those are the last lyrics to the canadian national anthem. how do i know this? well, i know random stuff. and i just watched one of my favorite episodes of the West Wing, the one where the first lady gets drunk with cj, amy, and donna and then get's the president's band to play o canada in honor of donna (who it turns out is a canadian citizen). i like their anthem, it's all about how cool their nation is. i mean, don't get me wrong, i love america and i can't think of another country i'd rather be a citizen of... i, and all my fellow americans, hit the history jackpot by being born here... and to those citizens who had to earn it, i applaud them for, unlike those lucky native-borns, they will never take their citizenship for granted. i try not to, but it's inevitable because it's not like i have anything to compare it with. anyway, i love america, i think our flag is one of the cooler-looking ones, but our anthem is so... blah. maybe blah is the wrong word, it's just so unsingable. and it's all about a battle. i don't know, it's certainly not the worst, but i like canada's. and mexico's, their anthem has such a good beat you could dance to it. i read that it's illegal in some states to dance to our national anthem... i don't even know how you'd do that. during the olympics i read an article about some of the stranger national anthems... i think i saved it on my old laptop.
anyway, national anthems aside i just realized that i missed a post yesterday. since coming back to milwaukee i've definitely become a slacker... i think that's two or three i've missed now. it's just so damn hot, i don't want to turn on anything that can substitute as a heater. i don't have much to write about today... oh, i found two outfits for the weddings i have coming up... nothing too flashy, but they'll do the trick.
and i picked out the stereo dock and speakers for my car... i'm very excited about that. i picked out some kickin' alpine speakers and the top of the line sony dock... i'm all set. some of the guys at work were buggin' me that i didn't spring for a subwoofer... i don't need a subwoofer. but, it got me thinking... but i don't need a subwoofer. besides, if i threw in a subwoofer it would double my bill, and i dont want that. maybe something for the future.
anyway, pretty excited to drive home thursday... that's when all this new stuff get's installed too. i'm getting it installed the day i leave milwaukee... for obvious reasons. but, the dock plate can be removed, so nobody's jackin' this out of my car.
last night was the first night in, oh, three that i actually got a few hours of sleep. i finally fell asleep at about 3 am, which is pretty good, considering the three nights before that i slept not at all. which sucks, cause i like sleep. and insomnia sucks, you lay around in bed, moving from stomach, to side, to back, to side, to stomach, thinking that maybe the postition has something to do with the lack of ability to fall asleep. but it doesn't, doesn't at all. i almost always sleep on my stomach anyway, sometimes side, never back. i just cannot fall asleep on my back, can't do it. it's not that it's uncomfortable... well, it is a little. i just have always slept on my stomach, it just makes sense. if forced to ly on my back it makes me feel wide awake.
i am now beginning to sweat profusely in the heat of my living room. and as a result i am breaking out in hives all over my legs and feet. i've mentioned this before i think... stupid autoimmune disorder... stupid body fighting body, and making my skin the victim. urticaria... that's the more fansy medical term for it. you know my term for it... sucks. it totally sucks. in fact, it defies phyics because it sucks and blows at the same time. sucks.
and i can safely say that i have chronic urticaria... which refers to urticaria that persists for six or more weeks. let's see, i'm going on almost three years so i think i qualify. and i'm pretty sure i have cholinergic urticaria... that's hives brought on by heat. yep, that one hits the nail on the head. although, i also have outbreaks in the winter due to cold... and that one is... cold urticaria. hmmm, the heat one gets the term cholinergic... but the cold one just gets the term "cold." man, they get short end of the stick on that one. i just realized that saying makes absolutely no sense... short end of a stick? a stick is a stick, how big one end is versus the other is only relative to where it's gripped. right? am i wrong on this?
anyway, hot cold... it doesn't matter, because all forms of urticaria are incredibly hard to treat... almost impossible i think. its one of those things where you can only treat the result, not the cause. i still don't definitivly know the cause... pretty sure i spelled that wrong too. great, so i break out in hives and i can't spell... wonderful. i actually went to the doctor, first time in years i should add... being the healthy person i am, and i asked about my hives and he said something along the lines of yeah, it's just something you'll have to deal with. nothing we can do... no treatment, nothing. thanks a heap doc... good to know my insurance is paying for something. great, of course i get the disorder that you can't do anything about... except just live with. and i get so mad when my parents and friends and anyone else around me tells me not to scratch... that's all i can do! i have nothing to treat this with but my fingernails. and there are some times when it itches so bad, usually on the bottoms of my feet, that i want to take some steel wool and just scrape until they bleed. in my mind that always bring relief... but in reality it would probably just mean bloody socks, and who wants that?
i've had that happen too, one time my toe hurt so bad, i just assumed it was an annoying blister, come to take my shoes off and the top is all red, it wasn't just a blister it was an open wound! i probably should've addressed the issue sooner, but, didn't want to bother with it. that's how i roll, pain doesn't stop me, it's annoying, but can be dealt with mentally. only if i'm bleeding profusely, well, bleeding profusely and notice, or in absolutely blinding pain... then i do something about it. everything else can be ignored and, i've found, eventually goes away. i don't wanna be that person who goes to the doctor every other week for something... every other year, or every five years, that works for me. i can be called a lot of things, but hypocondriac is not one of them. again, i'm pretty sure i spelled that wrong as well.
according to wikipedia chronic urticaria usually clears up in about a year for half of all sufferers... wonderful, i'm in the other half. but, it does clear up in one to twenty years for 80% of sufferers... wonderful, now to just wait until i'm forty and i'm good to go. geez, that's not the least bit annoying. 20 years, that's potentially how long i have to look forward to this. but i'll be willing to bet that i fall in that 20% category... it doesn't say, but how long do they live with it? 40 years? A lifetime? great, just great.
on that note, i'm hot, tired, itchy (only on the legs people), and have lots of stuff to do tomorrow. well, not really, but i want to sound more active than i really am.
salbrent
Saturday, June 27, 2009
DAY 73
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
June 27, 2009
Sat 12:38 AM
still can't believe michael jackson is gone... seems so surreal. have loved his music since i was little, i know that Thriller tape is still in my house somewhere. anyway, would love to go on and reminise about m j and whatever else is new... but it's still insanely hot and i don't feel like doing much of anything. and yes, i closed at work today... again. and yesterday, and tomorrow... so hopefully i'm able to get something done tomorrow... but i'm not holding my breath.
salbrent
June 27, 2009
Sat 12:38 AM
still can't believe michael jackson is gone... seems so surreal. have loved his music since i was little, i know that Thriller tape is still in my house somewhere. anyway, would love to go on and reminise about m j and whatever else is new... but it's still insanely hot and i don't feel like doing much of anything. and yes, i closed at work today... again. and yesterday, and tomorrow... so hopefully i'm able to get something done tomorrow... but i'm not holding my breath.
salbrent
Thursday, June 25, 2009
DAY 72
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
June 25, 2009
Thu 10:38 PM
today the music died... R.I.P. Michael Jackson, forever the King of Pop
June 25, 2009
Thu 10:38 PM
today the music died... R.I.P. Michael Jackson, forever the King of Pop
1958-2009salbrent
DAY 71
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
June 25, 2009
Thu 11:41 AM
why didn't i post last night? too lazy? nope, way too damn hot. my room is an oven, that's what happens when you have an apartment with no air. i just couldn't bring myself to turn on my laptop, i didn't need the extra heat source. right now i'm trying to sum this post up as quickly as possible so i can turn my laptop off. my old laptop, it's the one closest to me so i'm using it. so damn hot.
oh, and my old laptop is now even crappier than it was before... and i didn't think that was possible. i shouldn't say that, it was a really good laptop before i messed it up myself. see, i know a lot about most electronics, and i like to pretend i know something about computers when really i don't. so, one day when i was a sophmore in college i tried deleting some of the programs that automatically start up when you turn on a pc... to try to make it go faster. don't do that. to describe it best, i severed some of the nerves in my computer's brain. it can find some stuff, but others... like a cd burner, it claims it doesn't have. and it's always trying to update... in vain. i cannot install or uninstall any programs. despite all this, the thing still worked... well, the only parts i needed to work. the internet explorer and microsoft word. that's all i needed. any other computer would've given up long ago. not this one, my first toshiba. that's why i bought another one, but i can tell my new one is not built as well as this one. just seems cheaper. more powerful software sure, but, not constructed as well.
so, like the previous experiment, this laptop got crappier directly because of me. let me illustrate the point.
nice, no? so, apparently if you step on a laptop you risk breaking the screen... something perhaps a college graduate should understand. i'm an idiot. i can almost pinpoint when this happened, i though i was stepping on a book. i stepped on it like two or three times before i realized it wasn't a book. and after realizing it was my old laptop and not a book i simply ignored it, until i opened it yesterday. oh yeah, i suppose stepping on it could be bad. my mistake. at least the crack isn't in the middle of the screen. i can deal with it in the upper left corner. maybe if i just cleaned my room this wouldn't have been an issue.
but like i said, it really doesn't bother me. i mean, my new laptop has a dead pixel and i haven't disowned it yet. it's probably poetic justice that it's my old laptop too... i probably would be pissed if it was my new one. even so, i take the destruction of things in stride, i really don't get all bent out of shape. when i killed my old cell phone in the wash i laughed it off. karma it was, for the evening prior i had made fun of the stupid phone... and it made it's way to the dryer before i realized it was in my jeans pocket. well, before my mom noticed. and no, she wasn't doing my laundry, i was... she was just more concerned about the constant banging in the dryer than i was.
anyway, broken laptops aside, i really wanted to write about iran and north korea... they're like two disobedient children of countries. and i think north korea is suddenly making a fuss again because they're being overshadowed by iran... the kid who's being ignored at the moment and wants attention so they try to start a fire.
anyway, i can't take the heat off this thing anymore.
salbrent
June 25, 2009
Thu 11:41 AM
why didn't i post last night? too lazy? nope, way too damn hot. my room is an oven, that's what happens when you have an apartment with no air. i just couldn't bring myself to turn on my laptop, i didn't need the extra heat source. right now i'm trying to sum this post up as quickly as possible so i can turn my laptop off. my old laptop, it's the one closest to me so i'm using it. so damn hot.
oh, and my old laptop is now even crappier than it was before... and i didn't think that was possible. i shouldn't say that, it was a really good laptop before i messed it up myself. see, i know a lot about most electronics, and i like to pretend i know something about computers when really i don't. so, one day when i was a sophmore in college i tried deleting some of the programs that automatically start up when you turn on a pc... to try to make it go faster. don't do that. to describe it best, i severed some of the nerves in my computer's brain. it can find some stuff, but others... like a cd burner, it claims it doesn't have. and it's always trying to update... in vain. i cannot install or uninstall any programs. despite all this, the thing still worked... well, the only parts i needed to work. the internet explorer and microsoft word. that's all i needed. any other computer would've given up long ago. not this one, my first toshiba. that's why i bought another one, but i can tell my new one is not built as well as this one. just seems cheaper. more powerful software sure, but, not constructed as well.
so, like the previous experiment, this laptop got crappier directly because of me. let me illustrate the point.
nice, no? so, apparently if you step on a laptop you risk breaking the screen... something perhaps a college graduate should understand. i'm an idiot. i can almost pinpoint when this happened, i though i was stepping on a book. i stepped on it like two or three times before i realized it wasn't a book. and after realizing it was my old laptop and not a book i simply ignored it, until i opened it yesterday. oh yeah, i suppose stepping on it could be bad. my mistake. at least the crack isn't in the middle of the screen. i can deal with it in the upper left corner. maybe if i just cleaned my room this wouldn't have been an issue.
but like i said, it really doesn't bother me. i mean, my new laptop has a dead pixel and i haven't disowned it yet. it's probably poetic justice that it's my old laptop too... i probably would be pissed if it was my new one. even so, i take the destruction of things in stride, i really don't get all bent out of shape. when i killed my old cell phone in the wash i laughed it off. karma it was, for the evening prior i had made fun of the stupid phone... and it made it's way to the dryer before i realized it was in my jeans pocket. well, before my mom noticed. and no, she wasn't doing my laundry, i was... she was just more concerned about the constant banging in the dryer than i was.
anyway, broken laptops aside, i really wanted to write about iran and north korea... they're like two disobedient children of countries. and i think north korea is suddenly making a fuss again because they're being overshadowed by iran... the kid who's being ignored at the moment and wants attention so they try to start a fire.
anyway, i can't take the heat off this thing anymore.
salbrent
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
DAY 70
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
June 23, 2009
Tue 11:45 PM
i can sum up today in just four words- everything's coming up salbrent. Everything. I have a job in Appleton... two, as it would be. two jobs that i think i'll enjoy. well, one i know i will, the other, remains to be seen... but in the least i know it'll be a good job. and i'm pretty confident i'll enjoy it.
anyway, i was so excited i didn't even notice the 90 degree heat while i drove my car that has no air conditioning. and my front left headlight is now being held in place with duct tape. i love my car. i don't care if it has hail damage, i don't care it has duct tape on it, i don't care that it's starting to rust on the rear passenger door, i don't care that the rear light is cracked, i don't care that it's missing half a hubcap, don't care that the windshield wipers are crap (well, actually i kinda do), don't care that the check engine light is constantly on (it is at the moment), don't care that it bleeds oil, don't care that it doesnt have functioning air conditioning, don't care that it's missing a speaker... well, at least at the moment. i love that car and it's always taken care of me. love that car. and it'll be getting a gift for it next week... new speakers and stereo dock. makes sense to get it the last day i'm in milwaukee... wouldn't want my new audio equipment to get stolen. and i don't feel as bad about this extravagence (which its not, i currently have the factory installed dock with a broken tape player and one functioning speaker in the front seat) now that i have a job sewn up. well, mostly sewn up. still have to pass the drug test and background check... but i'm more than confident that i'll pass those better than i did on the typing test.
that's enough talking about my current employment... or future employment. went to the brewers-twins game today... damn twins. the brewers cannot beat any american league team apparently. but, still fun. even if it was hot as can be.
and now here i am, sitting on my bed posting this and watching the first episode of season three. i'm kinda sad that i'm halfway through my west wing seasons... if only seasons five, six, and seven were as good as the first four. but they weren't, they really weren't. they started to find their way a bit, but... with sorkin and schlamme gone it just wasn't the same.
i think the sweltering heat is starting to bring down my high... high... as in high life. i didn't have my celebratory champagne of beers yet. what am i thinking? on that note.
salbrent
June 23, 2009
Tue 11:45 PM
i can sum up today in just four words- everything's coming up salbrent. Everything. I have a job in Appleton... two, as it would be. two jobs that i think i'll enjoy. well, one i know i will, the other, remains to be seen... but in the least i know it'll be a good job. and i'm pretty confident i'll enjoy it.
anyway, i was so excited i didn't even notice the 90 degree heat while i drove my car that has no air conditioning. and my front left headlight is now being held in place with duct tape. i love my car. i don't care if it has hail damage, i don't care it has duct tape on it, i don't care that it's starting to rust on the rear passenger door, i don't care that the rear light is cracked, i don't care that it's missing half a hubcap, don't care that the windshield wipers are crap (well, actually i kinda do), don't care that the check engine light is constantly on (it is at the moment), don't care that it bleeds oil, don't care that it doesnt have functioning air conditioning, don't care that it's missing a speaker... well, at least at the moment. i love that car and it's always taken care of me. love that car. and it'll be getting a gift for it next week... new speakers and stereo dock. makes sense to get it the last day i'm in milwaukee... wouldn't want my new audio equipment to get stolen. and i don't feel as bad about this extravagence (which its not, i currently have the factory installed dock with a broken tape player and one functioning speaker in the front seat) now that i have a job sewn up. well, mostly sewn up. still have to pass the drug test and background check... but i'm more than confident that i'll pass those better than i did on the typing test.
that's enough talking about my current employment... or future employment. went to the brewers-twins game today... damn twins. the brewers cannot beat any american league team apparently. but, still fun. even if it was hot as can be.
and now here i am, sitting on my bed posting this and watching the first episode of season three. i'm kinda sad that i'm halfway through my west wing seasons... if only seasons five, six, and seven were as good as the first four. but they weren't, they really weren't. they started to find their way a bit, but... with sorkin and schlamme gone it just wasn't the same.
i think the sweltering heat is starting to bring down my high... high... as in high life. i didn't have my celebratory champagne of beers yet. what am i thinking? on that note.
salbrent
DAY 69
Appleton, Wisconsin
June 23, 2009
Tue 10:51 AM
didn't post last night, it happens. making up for it this morning. just saw on CNN that there was a metro crash in DC, seven people confirmed dead, probably more. so sad, apparently the ntsb warned them about old train cars and wmata didn't listen to their advice, or didn't have the money to follow their advice. i don't know which is the correct answer. so sad, the metro is so great... and this is the worst crash in metrorail history, and on the second to involve any fatalities. i'm trying to figure out where the crash took place, the pictures show the trains above ground, so i don't think it's in dc proper, probably in virginia or maryland. looking at the pictures, and it's been awhile since i've been on the metro, but it looks like the red line. i used to take the red line a lot, the red line and the orange/blue lines (they overlap a good portion). i took the red line to a mall in maryland, and to church. i hope in the least that metro learns from this tragedy and makes the necessary changes to keep metro safe. i wish i could read where this took place, but i can't find it mentioned in any articles.
yesterday i finished watching season two of the West Wing... and the season finale is probably the best episode of the series. it's called two cathedrals even though i knew what was going to happen, it's still powerful. i think guy from that inside the actor's studio show, lipton, called it the greatest hour on television. i think, i can't remember for sure, he has a tendency to overexaggerate. anyway, its a great episode... the writing, the acting, the cinematography... it all comes together perfectly. and martin sheen does a great job, as he does in the entire series. how that man never won an emmy for his role as president josiah bartlet is just mind-boggling to me. regardless, it's great television. but, and anyone with any familiarity with dc could notice this, at the end the president's motorcade drives from the white house to the state department... but it drives past the national cathedral. the white house is within walking distance from the state department, and national cathedral is not even close to that area. it makes a dramatic point, but driving from the white house to the state deparment via the national cathedral, would be like me driving from appleton to milwaukee and going through green bay. just something i noticed.
oh, yeah, and i'm in appleton now. i won't be going through green bay, though. i came home earlier than intended because i'm going to the brewers-twins game tonight. i have some business to attend to in appleton, so here i am. i waited until seven pm to leave milwaukee yesterday, with no air in my car i wasn't going to drive in the afternoon with the sun directly beating on me. oh yeah, i'm a college grad... i probably wouldn't have thought of that a few months ago.
death toll is now up to nine... i can only hope it doesn't go higher. i was saying to my sister yesterday that if dc had palm trees it'd be my ideal city and i never would have left. that's probably not true... the not leaving part. but the ideal part, definitely. i want to go back there now, there or california. i still have my smartrip, the metro's smart card that you can keep putting money on indefinitely. and i think it has like $18 on it... my last trip i was in a hurry and when you scan your credit card it automatically puts 20 dollars on, and normally that's what i would do. but my last trip i wanted to set the amount lower, but i was in a hurry and didn't. besides, i knew i'd be back. it's on my dresser in my bedroom, ready to be taken at a moments notice on a trip to dc. such a great city, great city to live in, great city to visit, great city to get around in- curtosy of metro... just great.
lots to do, must go now.
salbrent
June 23, 2009
Tue 10:51 AM
didn't post last night, it happens. making up for it this morning. just saw on CNN that there was a metro crash in DC, seven people confirmed dead, probably more. so sad, apparently the ntsb warned them about old train cars and wmata didn't listen to their advice, or didn't have the money to follow their advice. i don't know which is the correct answer. so sad, the metro is so great... and this is the worst crash in metrorail history, and on the second to involve any fatalities. i'm trying to figure out where the crash took place, the pictures show the trains above ground, so i don't think it's in dc proper, probably in virginia or maryland. looking at the pictures, and it's been awhile since i've been on the metro, but it looks like the red line. i used to take the red line a lot, the red line and the orange/blue lines (they overlap a good portion). i took the red line to a mall in maryland, and to church. i hope in the least that metro learns from this tragedy and makes the necessary changes to keep metro safe. i wish i could read where this took place, but i can't find it mentioned in any articles.
yesterday i finished watching season two of the West Wing... and the season finale is probably the best episode of the series. it's called two cathedrals even though i knew what was going to happen, it's still powerful. i think guy from that inside the actor's studio show, lipton, called it the greatest hour on television. i think, i can't remember for sure, he has a tendency to overexaggerate. anyway, its a great episode... the writing, the acting, the cinematography... it all comes together perfectly. and martin sheen does a great job, as he does in the entire series. how that man never won an emmy for his role as president josiah bartlet is just mind-boggling to me. regardless, it's great television. but, and anyone with any familiarity with dc could notice this, at the end the president's motorcade drives from the white house to the state department... but it drives past the national cathedral. the white house is within walking distance from the state department, and national cathedral is not even close to that area. it makes a dramatic point, but driving from the white house to the state deparment via the national cathedral, would be like me driving from appleton to milwaukee and going through green bay. just something i noticed.
oh, yeah, and i'm in appleton now. i won't be going through green bay, though. i came home earlier than intended because i'm going to the brewers-twins game tonight. i have some business to attend to in appleton, so here i am. i waited until seven pm to leave milwaukee yesterday, with no air in my car i wasn't going to drive in the afternoon with the sun directly beating on me. oh yeah, i'm a college grad... i probably wouldn't have thought of that a few months ago.
death toll is now up to nine... i can only hope it doesn't go higher. i was saying to my sister yesterday that if dc had palm trees it'd be my ideal city and i never would have left. that's probably not true... the not leaving part. but the ideal part, definitely. i want to go back there now, there or california. i still have my smartrip, the metro's smart card that you can keep putting money on indefinitely. and i think it has like $18 on it... my last trip i was in a hurry and when you scan your credit card it automatically puts 20 dollars on, and normally that's what i would do. but my last trip i wanted to set the amount lower, but i was in a hurry and didn't. besides, i knew i'd be back. it's on my dresser in my bedroom, ready to be taken at a moments notice on a trip to dc. such a great city, great city to live in, great city to visit, great city to get around in- curtosy of metro... just great.
lots to do, must go now.
salbrent
Sunday, June 21, 2009
DAY 68(i)
11:18 PM
as if my last post wasn't long enough, i feel the need to write more. i thought my brain was sapped of ideas, but apparently not. and i am positively boiling in my oven of an apartment... i suppose baking would be the more appropriately term, i would be boiling on a stove. either way, it involves a range. i know theses things, i was formerly an appliance expert, and i still like to think i am. and i just cannot sleep naked, i'm stripped down as far as i can go, which consists of an undershirt and shorts... that's as far as i can go. the thought of sleeping in the nude is just not doable. but i cannot sleep with socks, that's also a no-no. and i'm breaking my no alcohol rule, as if i didn't break it enough last night. i had some ice-cold high lifes in the fridge, but to be honest i'd just as well pour it on me to cool off as i would drink it. but drinking it is less sticky, so i'm going with that. maybe i should ammend my "no drinking except on vacation" rule to include any vicinity that is outside a fifty mile radius of my house... and milwaukee would then qualify. i still maintain a residence, but not a permanent one. but, no, that's not a good exception, because i certainly don't feel like i'm on vacation while i'm down here.
anyway, the purpose for adding to my already lengthy post is because the last episode i was watching of the west wing mentioned the annnual imf-world bank protests. just like the cherry blossoms blooming (see my blog picture) the world bank-imf (international monetary fund) protests took place each year without fail... i think it coincided with when world leaders were in town. and, if i remember correctly, they take place in the fall, like september or october or something. on the west wing leo mentioned how 17th was closed, pennsylvania was down to one lane from m to 21st... all of this is right in my former neck of the woods. i lived on 19th and F, and one world bank building was across the street. in fact, i'm pretty sure the university owned the land the world bank was on. the world bank and imf buildings were practically on campus, so during the protests it became incredibly hard to move around freely, because they really did close off everything, that is unless you had the right backstage pass. and i did, the pass being the gworld card, our student ids. they couldn't stop us from going to class, so all we had to do was flash our gworlds and the guards and police would wave us through. it was like showing off our laminents. we could go where the protestors couldn't. fun stuff in dc. i also heard, but didn't have the opportunity to experience myself, that they also restrict movement during national elections, with jersey barriers and stuff. i heard stories of students, simply walking around barriers while trying to get to class or maybe a starbucks, and being instantly tackled by secret service. i feel like i missed out. i got to experience the money train, motorcades, the queen of the united kingdom, and getting yelled at by secret service, but i never got tackled by secret service. dammit, should put it on my list of things to do when i'm in dc next.
anyway, as you can tell i enjoy regaling with stories of my time in dc, and it makes me feel like i accomplished a lot in my two years there. anyway, my sister wants to know why east coasters are ugly. she was just watching that new reality show, ny prep, or nyc prep... i don't know, whatever. and she wants to know why they're all ugly. i said it's because they're all stuck up, and your attitude makes a difference. i'm no pinup, but i'm generally happy, kind, and optimistic, and i'd like to think that shows on my face. she agrees. or as she says, "i don't know them personally, but i'm sure they're ugly on the inside." nice. don't attribute that to me, attribute that to her. and i feel like there was more i wanted to talk about, but i think i covered the important topics. and now i've polished off the high life i was drinking, and i'm also pretty sure i've already sweated it all out, hops, barley and all. so, in the spirit of me heading to the fridge, i swear that's all for today. geez, i should miss posts more often. maybe i need a day off every now and then, kinda refresh my brain and give it a chance to come up lots of new stuff to write. yeah, that's it. i'm not gonna do it, but i think that unintentionally happens. anyway, that's all, really heading to the fridge now.
salbrent
as if my last post wasn't long enough, i feel the need to write more. i thought my brain was sapped of ideas, but apparently not. and i am positively boiling in my oven of an apartment... i suppose baking would be the more appropriately term, i would be boiling on a stove. either way, it involves a range. i know theses things, i was formerly an appliance expert, and i still like to think i am. and i just cannot sleep naked, i'm stripped down as far as i can go, which consists of an undershirt and shorts... that's as far as i can go. the thought of sleeping in the nude is just not doable. but i cannot sleep with socks, that's also a no-no. and i'm breaking my no alcohol rule, as if i didn't break it enough last night. i had some ice-cold high lifes in the fridge, but to be honest i'd just as well pour it on me to cool off as i would drink it. but drinking it is less sticky, so i'm going with that. maybe i should ammend my "no drinking except on vacation" rule to include any vicinity that is outside a fifty mile radius of my house... and milwaukee would then qualify. i still maintain a residence, but not a permanent one. but, no, that's not a good exception, because i certainly don't feel like i'm on vacation while i'm down here.
anyway, the purpose for adding to my already lengthy post is because the last episode i was watching of the west wing mentioned the annnual imf-world bank protests. just like the cherry blossoms blooming (see my blog picture) the world bank-imf (international monetary fund) protests took place each year without fail... i think it coincided with when world leaders were in town. and, if i remember correctly, they take place in the fall, like september or october or something. on the west wing leo mentioned how 17th was closed, pennsylvania was down to one lane from m to 21st... all of this is right in my former neck of the woods. i lived on 19th and F, and one world bank building was across the street. in fact, i'm pretty sure the university owned the land the world bank was on. the world bank and imf buildings were practically on campus, so during the protests it became incredibly hard to move around freely, because they really did close off everything, that is unless you had the right backstage pass. and i did, the pass being the gworld card, our student ids. they couldn't stop us from going to class, so all we had to do was flash our gworlds and the guards and police would wave us through. it was like showing off our laminents. we could go where the protestors couldn't. fun stuff in dc. i also heard, but didn't have the opportunity to experience myself, that they also restrict movement during national elections, with jersey barriers and stuff. i heard stories of students, simply walking around barriers while trying to get to class or maybe a starbucks, and being instantly tackled by secret service. i feel like i missed out. i got to experience the money train, motorcades, the queen of the united kingdom, and getting yelled at by secret service, but i never got tackled by secret service. dammit, should put it on my list of things to do when i'm in dc next.
anyway, as you can tell i enjoy regaling with stories of my time in dc, and it makes me feel like i accomplished a lot in my two years there. anyway, my sister wants to know why east coasters are ugly. she was just watching that new reality show, ny prep, or nyc prep... i don't know, whatever. and she wants to know why they're all ugly. i said it's because they're all stuck up, and your attitude makes a difference. i'm no pinup, but i'm generally happy, kind, and optimistic, and i'd like to think that shows on my face. she agrees. or as she says, "i don't know them personally, but i'm sure they're ugly on the inside." nice. don't attribute that to me, attribute that to her. and i feel like there was more i wanted to talk about, but i think i covered the important topics. and now i've polished off the high life i was drinking, and i'm also pretty sure i've already sweated it all out, hops, barley and all. so, in the spirit of me heading to the fridge, i swear that's all for today. geez, i should miss posts more often. maybe i need a day off every now and then, kinda refresh my brain and give it a chance to come up lots of new stuff to write. yeah, that's it. i'm not gonna do it, but i think that unintentionally happens. anyway, that's all, really heading to the fridge now.
salbrent
DAY 68
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
June 21, 2009
Sun 7:07 PM
quite an early blog today... i'm making up for missing one yesterday. but what can i say, i was tired yesterday and didn't want to really blog. tired and kinda buzzed. yes, i was bad, i gave into temptation, and a small bit of peer pressure, but mostly temptation and had a few drinks. a few. if it's possible to have a few while playing drinking games and going on a fiesta-all-you-can-drink-margaritas-and-all-you-can-eat-tacos boat cruise. but to be fair, i only had one margarita cause it was terrible, and i don't know what i was thinking cause i don't really even like good margaritas. i was so thirsty at that point after seven hours of being on my feet at work that i would've drank motor oil if you put it in a plastic cup. my brain wanted lemonade or gatorade, or even just water, and the margarita looked like a combination of these things. but then i would put the cup to my lips and recoil... way too much cheap tequila. but that's what you'll have with all-you-can-drink margaritas. my good friend kept looking at me and laughing, and then went and got me a glass of water. such a sweet friend.
anyway, the boat cruise was but one part of a number of bachlorette party activities. then we went back to the bride-to-be's sisters house and played drinking games. and i just want it to be known that i own at the "never have i ever" segment of the drinking game because i've never done anything. well, almost not done anything. i used to be able to play the "never kissed anyone" line but then i made out with an annonymous boy in a Mandalay Bay club on my 21st birthday in Las Vegas... but i was sober enough to get his name afterward- it was Casey and he was from California but had recently moved to Utah for the snowboarding. later in the night he passed out on a slot machine. magical, isn't it? anyway, making out in las vegas nightclubs aside, i am pure. as pure as you can be when your 21st birthday party is held in las vegas. anyway, i'm getting sidetracked here, but i'm good at this game. except one of the bride's (bride to be, technically) friends knew that i used to live in DC (she had just gottan back from a trip there). we were talking about it, and it was her turn and i was bragging about how great i was at this game and she says, "Never have I ever lived in Washington, DC." guess who was the only one to drink on that one. but, i proudly stood up and proclaimed that i would gladly drink the rest of my beer on that one. and i did, even though i didn't have to. man, i miss dc. we also played the game where you have to speak in questions only. and the same person got me by saying, "Why did you leave DC?" and I replied "Because I was stupid." Eeeee, wrong response, not a question. But, somewhat accurate nonetheless. It was the smart move though, despite what i think now, it's only because I've been watching so much of The West Wing lately.
hopefully there wasn't a lot of sex talk... i mean, it is a bachelorette party. there was some, but i was too busy reading playboy. the talk was making me, the pure one, turn red. and get rather uncomfortable. so i proclaimed that the dirty talk was distracting me from reading playboy and i dismissed myself from the kitchen table to the couch. and as a confident, straight woman i can safely say that i did read it for the articles. no red-blooded man can say that, try as they might, but i can. i read an interview with chris tucker, and an article about the male... erm, unit. sex unit. it is playboy after all, and i became thoroughly educated in all aspects regarding the mechanism of the human penis. can't believe i just typed that in my blog. but, i did, and i've hit the point of no return.
i think i'm more than making up for my lack of post yesterday. and i'm doing my best to focus my efforts on this post and not the excellent west wing episode on just four feet in front of my laptop. it's the one about president bartlet's third state of the union address. the third lady is pissed right now, and josh is freaking out about the coming results of the poll being conducted by joey lucas. and toby just gave a good stat regarding gun violence and gun control... if you add up the populations of the uk, switzerland, australia... and a few other first world countries you get a population equal to the u.s. and just over 100 gun deaths, versus over 30,000 in the u.s. he then questions if it is because americans are more homicidal by nature, or because the formerly mentioned countries have reasonable gun control laws. i'm gonna go with the gun control laws.
anyway, west wing aside i had a nice short shift at work today. and that's why i'm here at the moment. my sister and i just watched a special on tv titled "How Bruce Lee Changed the World." Bruce Lee was the man. the phrase "ahead of his time" never applied to anyone quite so well. he influenced modern philosophy, "be water, my friend," film, athletes' physical regime (working out), and all other aspects of culture. oh yeah, and martial arts. he was truly a renaissance man. he lifted weights at a time that only hardcore bodybuilders did. he recognized the benefit to athletes to lift weights and do strength training, and he had nothing to go on. he used varying techniques and, to reword his own quote, used what worked and scrapped what didn't. he designed his own workout equipment. and his strength to his size ratio was staggering. all you have to do is see his two-finger pushups or one-inch punch. they showed a clip of him kicking a heavy bag, i looked at my sister and said, "can you imagine being hit with that!" she said no way, and i said that i think it would knock your head off. i believe that mortal kombat fatality finishing moves are really just moves that bruce lee could do if given the chance. he also did supplementation with vitamins and made protein shakes, and there weren't gnc's on every corner to buy these kind of things. he was an asian face in television and movies when, in the U.S. at least, asian roles were played by white people and were always terrible caricatures of villains or clumsy people. everyone could look up to him, and he was so quick that he had to slow down his moves for film. he made sure his fight scenes were realistic, no wires. he took an active role in his lines and fight choreography. he's one of the few, and rare, action stars where the action is believable because you know in real life that bruce lee could back up all those flashy kicks and punches. if anything, you can tell he's holding back. dana white, the president of the ufc, calls him the first mixed martial artist. and he certainly is, he combined the best moves from various martial arts and created his own movements. his influence can be felt all over the world. he did all this while only staring in four films and dying tragically at the age of 32. 32, only ten years older than me. and he accomplished all this and so much more.
i think that's why i look up to guys like bruce lee and arnold schwarzenegger. they're so much more than movie stars, they excel in many different things, politics, athletics... they rewrote the rules in their respective fields. before arnold, action stars were puney, arnold was one of the few believable action stars. he was huge, and everything he did, you bought it. after arnold, action stars became big. bruce lee made martial arts movies respectable and put them on the map in the west. and arnold went on to become governor of the largest state in the most powerful country in the world. not bad for an immigrant from a small village in austria. bruce changed not only the landscape of films, but created buzz about martial arts, physical fitness, and so much more. i admire that about people, not being content in focusing on one thing, or being the best in one field. always evolving, always improving. always looking for that next thing. being ahead of the curve. that's how i am. now, i'm not comparing myself to arnold or bruce, but saying that i have broad interests. i'm all over the place, i'm into lots of varying things. i think it makes life more interesting that way. i enjoy things that are mainstream, and things that aren't. i can go with the flow, and create my own path. i hope in the future i can excel not only in one thing, but many. i want to be like arnold and bruce. and i like how i've put myself on a first-name basis with both of them. maybe it's telling that next to my bed on my wall i have pictures of bruce lee, muhammad ali, and kurt cobain. not because i think they're cute or hot or anything like that, well, bruce lee is cute, even my sister agrees. but because they're important people. back home in appleton i even have a picture of fdr on my bookcase. or at least i used to, i don't really remember now. fdr, the greatest president. or greatest modern president, not sure if anyone can hold a candle to george washington. he was perhaps just a great man, not sure what he did as president compared to being general. but just being the first, the first president of the most powerful country ever. he must've done something well, he set things in motion. and i'm certainly biased, having attended his namesake university for two years. and lived in his namesake city for two years. and used to use his monument as a guiding light whenever lost with friends navigating said city by car, which rarely happend... thanks again metro. but fdr, he's the president i always chose to him when we had to do school papers on presidents. i think i also admired the fact that he was elected to four terms. and to think, he was a cripple! we elected a cripple! never could in the television age, heck, we could never even elect a short guy. that's too bad, how many good, qualified people are excluded from politics because of their cosmetic issues? although, i suppose the same could be said about a minority president, and yet, here we are. president obama truly does give hope to all americans. hopefully in the future it won't matter if you're disabled, or short, or a woman. it already doesn't matter if you're black. good to know this country continues to move ahead. sometimes slower than we'd wish it, but it is moving. despite continued efforts from republicans. ha, had to get that jab in there before i ended this subject.
yes, this blog more than made up for my lack of one yesterday. i don't know if i mentioned this, but a few days ago i chatted with my best friend who's currently in china. she comes back in a few weeks, but it was great to chat with her. and i think she was as excited as i was when her reply to my query "what's up" was "SALBRENT!" she's the one who gave me that nickname. and having your friends give you a nickname is the ultimate vindication of complete acceptance. and it makes you feel good. having a nickname makes you feel all warm inside. i got this nickname not too long after moving to dc and starting college. and it felt great. first time i was ever given a nickname by my peers... not peers, friends. my friends. i never had a lot of friends in high school, now don't be sad for me, i'm not saying this for sympathy thoughts or anything, i just say it cause its the truth. i had a handful of very, very good friends, which was great. and they continue to be great friends. and i'd like to say that i was liked by everyone, everyone in my class would probably count me as an aquaintance. i could mingle with everyone, but i didn't have that large group of friends to do things with on weekends. which is fine, i'm an introvert by nature, big parties don't appeal to me. but then i got to college, and i had two groups of great friends to do things with. i never fit in in high school, amongst a group of people who were overwhelmingly white, and predominantly catholic, i didn't fit in. i had the wrong last name, and went to the wrong church. i lived there my whole life, and yet, i was eternally the outsider. which is fine, i enjoy being an individual. but then i get to gw, where people aren't just christian, they're muslim, and jewish, and atheist, and whatever else, and they're not all white, they're asian, and black, and everything else... and suddenly i, the white girl from the midwest, fit in. because in a diverse climate, everyone fits in. and it's great, i loved it. with my midwest roots, i was in ways a novelty. most everyone else was from the east coast, and i had a special attribute by being from the midwest. and everyone had unique, individual attributes. and everyone "fit in." and you learn so much just by hanging out with your friends and sharing experiences. and its great. i know i talk about this a lot, the difference between my social life in high school and college, but it was just such a turning point in my life. i knew as soon as i got there, that i couldn't remain in the non-diverse midwest for the rest of my life. and i credit my parents for preparing me, nah, conditioning me for gw and dc. we traveled each summer, to different states, different countries, diverse cities. so, and i know saying this will sound archaic, but i don't do a double take when i see an african-american or a minority, which is more than i can say for many of my peers from high school. a person's religion is not the most important thing to me, i value it like i hope they value mine, but i don't judge them if they don't share the same views as me. it makes the world a more interesting place to live by having differing views and different people. and that's a lot more than i can say for people in my hometown. and i think i surprised people when i got to gw and i was the open-minded and accepting midwestern kid. i'm glad i was able to dispel some stereotypes as people from the midwest being closed-minded, and, like many stereotypes, there is truth to it. because some people are, and some people are on the east and west coasts too, but not as much. so, that's the end of that. in conclusion, i thank my parents for giving me great experiences as a kid. this created an adventurous and couragous adult. and as a sidenote, i just remember one conversation i had with a classmate from high school about college. i talked about how much i loved living in dc, and my friend, who attended a midwest school (like everyone else) said, "well, at least when i leave my campus it isn't scary." scary, you know, because all cities are just decrepid, crime-ridden, hell holes. i was just stunned, i said, "do you know where i live? i walk two blocks from my dorm and i'm in front of the white house. i have university police, metro police, and secret service all overlapping on my campus. and i leave campus and it's scary?" it amazed me the thoughts people back home had about dc... isn't full of crime?, they'd say. "no, it's not." i'd reply. "isn't it the murder capital of the u.s.?" maybe in the eighties, i'd reply. dc is an amazing and beautiful city, a city that i'm not afraid to walk around at night downtown. mostly because nobody lives downtown, you walk past a bunch of empty office buildings and security officers. and that's more than i can say about milwaukee. i don't like walking around after 8 pm by myself.
anyway, back to what i wanted to talk about, we chatted until 2:30 am, which was something like 2:30 pm in china. she told me she's seen a lot of knockoff vans (my footwear of choice) in china and everytime she thought of me. i told her we'd have to do a long weekend in dc sometime in the future. she said we had to. i consider it a done deal, all to do now is pick a weekend and book a flight. and i'm an expert at that.
just took a break to play dance dance revolution with my sister. i sucked, but not because i suck (on the contrary, i rock at the game) but because her new hdtv isn't synced right as far as the sound goes. this is one downside to hdtvs, and i'm familiar with it as a gamer and hdtv owner. anyway, a small price to pay for a gorgeous picture. and a lit-up sony logo. she really likes that feature of the tv, moreso i think than the picture quality. man, my apartment is so hot... so hot indeed. and having a tv and lights on, not to mention a hot laptop on my lap, certainly doesn't help. and on that note, i think i've squeezed my brain clean of any new thoughts. all this while watching two and a half episodes of the west wing. and on that note.
salbrent
June 21, 2009
Sun 7:07 PM
quite an early blog today... i'm making up for missing one yesterday. but what can i say, i was tired yesterday and didn't want to really blog. tired and kinda buzzed. yes, i was bad, i gave into temptation, and a small bit of peer pressure, but mostly temptation and had a few drinks. a few. if it's possible to have a few while playing drinking games and going on a fiesta-all-you-can-drink-margaritas-and-all-you-can-eat-tacos boat cruise. but to be fair, i only had one margarita cause it was terrible, and i don't know what i was thinking cause i don't really even like good margaritas. i was so thirsty at that point after seven hours of being on my feet at work that i would've drank motor oil if you put it in a plastic cup. my brain wanted lemonade or gatorade, or even just water, and the margarita looked like a combination of these things. but then i would put the cup to my lips and recoil... way too much cheap tequila. but that's what you'll have with all-you-can-drink margaritas. my good friend kept looking at me and laughing, and then went and got me a glass of water. such a sweet friend.
anyway, the boat cruise was but one part of a number of bachlorette party activities. then we went back to the bride-to-be's sisters house and played drinking games. and i just want it to be known that i own at the "never have i ever" segment of the drinking game because i've never done anything. well, almost not done anything. i used to be able to play the "never kissed anyone" line but then i made out with an annonymous boy in a Mandalay Bay club on my 21st birthday in Las Vegas... but i was sober enough to get his name afterward- it was Casey and he was from California but had recently moved to Utah for the snowboarding. later in the night he passed out on a slot machine. magical, isn't it? anyway, making out in las vegas nightclubs aside, i am pure. as pure as you can be when your 21st birthday party is held in las vegas. anyway, i'm getting sidetracked here, but i'm good at this game. except one of the bride's (bride to be, technically) friends knew that i used to live in DC (she had just gottan back from a trip there). we were talking about it, and it was her turn and i was bragging about how great i was at this game and she says, "Never have I ever lived in Washington, DC." guess who was the only one to drink on that one. but, i proudly stood up and proclaimed that i would gladly drink the rest of my beer on that one. and i did, even though i didn't have to. man, i miss dc. we also played the game where you have to speak in questions only. and the same person got me by saying, "Why did you leave DC?" and I replied "Because I was stupid." Eeeee, wrong response, not a question. But, somewhat accurate nonetheless. It was the smart move though, despite what i think now, it's only because I've been watching so much of The West Wing lately.
hopefully there wasn't a lot of sex talk... i mean, it is a bachelorette party. there was some, but i was too busy reading playboy. the talk was making me, the pure one, turn red. and get rather uncomfortable. so i proclaimed that the dirty talk was distracting me from reading playboy and i dismissed myself from the kitchen table to the couch. and as a confident, straight woman i can safely say that i did read it for the articles. no red-blooded man can say that, try as they might, but i can. i read an interview with chris tucker, and an article about the male... erm, unit. sex unit. it is playboy after all, and i became thoroughly educated in all aspects regarding the mechanism of the human penis. can't believe i just typed that in my blog. but, i did, and i've hit the point of no return.
i think i'm more than making up for my lack of post yesterday. and i'm doing my best to focus my efforts on this post and not the excellent west wing episode on just four feet in front of my laptop. it's the one about president bartlet's third state of the union address. the third lady is pissed right now, and josh is freaking out about the coming results of the poll being conducted by joey lucas. and toby just gave a good stat regarding gun violence and gun control... if you add up the populations of the uk, switzerland, australia... and a few other first world countries you get a population equal to the u.s. and just over 100 gun deaths, versus over 30,000 in the u.s. he then questions if it is because americans are more homicidal by nature, or because the formerly mentioned countries have reasonable gun control laws. i'm gonna go with the gun control laws.
anyway, west wing aside i had a nice short shift at work today. and that's why i'm here at the moment. my sister and i just watched a special on tv titled "How Bruce Lee Changed the World." Bruce Lee was the man. the phrase "ahead of his time" never applied to anyone quite so well. he influenced modern philosophy, "be water, my friend," film, athletes' physical regime (working out), and all other aspects of culture. oh yeah, and martial arts. he was truly a renaissance man. he lifted weights at a time that only hardcore bodybuilders did. he recognized the benefit to athletes to lift weights and do strength training, and he had nothing to go on. he used varying techniques and, to reword his own quote, used what worked and scrapped what didn't. he designed his own workout equipment. and his strength to his size ratio was staggering. all you have to do is see his two-finger pushups or one-inch punch. they showed a clip of him kicking a heavy bag, i looked at my sister and said, "can you imagine being hit with that!" she said no way, and i said that i think it would knock your head off. i believe that mortal kombat fatality finishing moves are really just moves that bruce lee could do if given the chance. he also did supplementation with vitamins and made protein shakes, and there weren't gnc's on every corner to buy these kind of things. he was an asian face in television and movies when, in the U.S. at least, asian roles were played by white people and were always terrible caricatures of villains or clumsy people. everyone could look up to him, and he was so quick that he had to slow down his moves for film. he made sure his fight scenes were realistic, no wires. he took an active role in his lines and fight choreography. he's one of the few, and rare, action stars where the action is believable because you know in real life that bruce lee could back up all those flashy kicks and punches. if anything, you can tell he's holding back. dana white, the president of the ufc, calls him the first mixed martial artist. and he certainly is, he combined the best moves from various martial arts and created his own movements. his influence can be felt all over the world. he did all this while only staring in four films and dying tragically at the age of 32. 32, only ten years older than me. and he accomplished all this and so much more.
i think that's why i look up to guys like bruce lee and arnold schwarzenegger. they're so much more than movie stars, they excel in many different things, politics, athletics... they rewrote the rules in their respective fields. before arnold, action stars were puney, arnold was one of the few believable action stars. he was huge, and everything he did, you bought it. after arnold, action stars became big. bruce lee made martial arts movies respectable and put them on the map in the west. and arnold went on to become governor of the largest state in the most powerful country in the world. not bad for an immigrant from a small village in austria. bruce changed not only the landscape of films, but created buzz about martial arts, physical fitness, and so much more. i admire that about people, not being content in focusing on one thing, or being the best in one field. always evolving, always improving. always looking for that next thing. being ahead of the curve. that's how i am. now, i'm not comparing myself to arnold or bruce, but saying that i have broad interests. i'm all over the place, i'm into lots of varying things. i think it makes life more interesting that way. i enjoy things that are mainstream, and things that aren't. i can go with the flow, and create my own path. i hope in the future i can excel not only in one thing, but many. i want to be like arnold and bruce. and i like how i've put myself on a first-name basis with both of them. maybe it's telling that next to my bed on my wall i have pictures of bruce lee, muhammad ali, and kurt cobain. not because i think they're cute or hot or anything like that, well, bruce lee is cute, even my sister agrees. but because they're important people. back home in appleton i even have a picture of fdr on my bookcase. or at least i used to, i don't really remember now. fdr, the greatest president. or greatest modern president, not sure if anyone can hold a candle to george washington. he was perhaps just a great man, not sure what he did as president compared to being general. but just being the first, the first president of the most powerful country ever. he must've done something well, he set things in motion. and i'm certainly biased, having attended his namesake university for two years. and lived in his namesake city for two years. and used to use his monument as a guiding light whenever lost with friends navigating said city by car, which rarely happend... thanks again metro. but fdr, he's the president i always chose to him when we had to do school papers on presidents. i think i also admired the fact that he was elected to four terms. and to think, he was a cripple! we elected a cripple! never could in the television age, heck, we could never even elect a short guy. that's too bad, how many good, qualified people are excluded from politics because of their cosmetic issues? although, i suppose the same could be said about a minority president, and yet, here we are. president obama truly does give hope to all americans. hopefully in the future it won't matter if you're disabled, or short, or a woman. it already doesn't matter if you're black. good to know this country continues to move ahead. sometimes slower than we'd wish it, but it is moving. despite continued efforts from republicans. ha, had to get that jab in there before i ended this subject.
yes, this blog more than made up for my lack of one yesterday. i don't know if i mentioned this, but a few days ago i chatted with my best friend who's currently in china. she comes back in a few weeks, but it was great to chat with her. and i think she was as excited as i was when her reply to my query "what's up" was "SALBRENT!" she's the one who gave me that nickname. and having your friends give you a nickname is the ultimate vindication of complete acceptance. and it makes you feel good. having a nickname makes you feel all warm inside. i got this nickname not too long after moving to dc and starting college. and it felt great. first time i was ever given a nickname by my peers... not peers, friends. my friends. i never had a lot of friends in high school, now don't be sad for me, i'm not saying this for sympathy thoughts or anything, i just say it cause its the truth. i had a handful of very, very good friends, which was great. and they continue to be great friends. and i'd like to say that i was liked by everyone, everyone in my class would probably count me as an aquaintance. i could mingle with everyone, but i didn't have that large group of friends to do things with on weekends. which is fine, i'm an introvert by nature, big parties don't appeal to me. but then i got to college, and i had two groups of great friends to do things with. i never fit in in high school, amongst a group of people who were overwhelmingly white, and predominantly catholic, i didn't fit in. i had the wrong last name, and went to the wrong church. i lived there my whole life, and yet, i was eternally the outsider. which is fine, i enjoy being an individual. but then i get to gw, where people aren't just christian, they're muslim, and jewish, and atheist, and whatever else, and they're not all white, they're asian, and black, and everything else... and suddenly i, the white girl from the midwest, fit in. because in a diverse climate, everyone fits in. and it's great, i loved it. with my midwest roots, i was in ways a novelty. most everyone else was from the east coast, and i had a special attribute by being from the midwest. and everyone had unique, individual attributes. and everyone "fit in." and you learn so much just by hanging out with your friends and sharing experiences. and its great. i know i talk about this a lot, the difference between my social life in high school and college, but it was just such a turning point in my life. i knew as soon as i got there, that i couldn't remain in the non-diverse midwest for the rest of my life. and i credit my parents for preparing me, nah, conditioning me for gw and dc. we traveled each summer, to different states, different countries, diverse cities. so, and i know saying this will sound archaic, but i don't do a double take when i see an african-american or a minority, which is more than i can say for many of my peers from high school. a person's religion is not the most important thing to me, i value it like i hope they value mine, but i don't judge them if they don't share the same views as me. it makes the world a more interesting place to live by having differing views and different people. and that's a lot more than i can say for people in my hometown. and i think i surprised people when i got to gw and i was the open-minded and accepting midwestern kid. i'm glad i was able to dispel some stereotypes as people from the midwest being closed-minded, and, like many stereotypes, there is truth to it. because some people are, and some people are on the east and west coasts too, but not as much. so, that's the end of that. in conclusion, i thank my parents for giving me great experiences as a kid. this created an adventurous and couragous adult. and as a sidenote, i just remember one conversation i had with a classmate from high school about college. i talked about how much i loved living in dc, and my friend, who attended a midwest school (like everyone else) said, "well, at least when i leave my campus it isn't scary." scary, you know, because all cities are just decrepid, crime-ridden, hell holes. i was just stunned, i said, "do you know where i live? i walk two blocks from my dorm and i'm in front of the white house. i have university police, metro police, and secret service all overlapping on my campus. and i leave campus and it's scary?" it amazed me the thoughts people back home had about dc... isn't full of crime?, they'd say. "no, it's not." i'd reply. "isn't it the murder capital of the u.s.?" maybe in the eighties, i'd reply. dc is an amazing and beautiful city, a city that i'm not afraid to walk around at night downtown. mostly because nobody lives downtown, you walk past a bunch of empty office buildings and security officers. and that's more than i can say about milwaukee. i don't like walking around after 8 pm by myself.
anyway, back to what i wanted to talk about, we chatted until 2:30 am, which was something like 2:30 pm in china. she told me she's seen a lot of knockoff vans (my footwear of choice) in china and everytime she thought of me. i told her we'd have to do a long weekend in dc sometime in the future. she said we had to. i consider it a done deal, all to do now is pick a weekend and book a flight. and i'm an expert at that.
just took a break to play dance dance revolution with my sister. i sucked, but not because i suck (on the contrary, i rock at the game) but because her new hdtv isn't synced right as far as the sound goes. this is one downside to hdtvs, and i'm familiar with it as a gamer and hdtv owner. anyway, a small price to pay for a gorgeous picture. and a lit-up sony logo. she really likes that feature of the tv, moreso i think than the picture quality. man, my apartment is so hot... so hot indeed. and having a tv and lights on, not to mention a hot laptop on my lap, certainly doesn't help. and on that note, i think i've squeezed my brain clean of any new thoughts. all this while watching two and a half episodes of the west wing. and on that note.
salbrent
Saturday, June 20, 2009
DAY 67
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
June 20, 2009
Sat 12:25 AM
i just don't feel like blogging lately, which is too bad, cause i really do enjoy it. it's a good conduit and release from all the thoughts in my head which have the potential to drive me crazy throughout the day. it's quite a release, a detox, if you will, of the day. but lately, work leaves me so exhausted, my feet and my brain. and as if that isn't enough, it's been incredibly frustrating lately. and, i know i know, i don't talk about work, but i figure making broad generalizations can't hurt, can it? anyway, work's been frustrating lately, which in and of itself is frustrating because i am an incredibly easy-going person. i don't get caught up in office politics and all that. but, lately, i feel like i'm being taken for granted, which i don't like. nobody does. and i'm not going to take it anymore. i'm not gonna be the pushover, i'm gonna stand up for myself. if only this society allowed disagreements and frustrations to be settled by hand to hand combat... i'd feel much more at ease in the world. but no, you gotta discuss things as "civilized" people. i'm not a discusser, i'm a doer, and i like to do my own thing. and as an introvert, i hate having discussions that can be avoided. i'd rather my fists did the talking.
this typing is making me come off as a mentally unbalanced, violent person. nothing coulde be further from the truth, i have never been in a fight outside a ring, and, really, i'm more mad at myself for being a push-over. i'm too non-confrontational, i'm only saying that i'd do better if people fought their disagreements and arguments to conclusions, and i'm fairly certain i'd come out on top most of the time. i'm not a complainer, and i can put up with most anything. but being taken for granted... this i cannot stand for.
alright, that's enough discussion about work for one post, notice how i made no specific arguments, used no names (heck, i don't even write friends names in this blog) and i've still never mentioned where i work or what i do. i think i'm pretty safe in all this. and to just highlight what a desirable employee i am i'll say this... in my five-year employment history working, oh... six or so different jobs, i have never missed a day (aside from vacation days arranged for far in advance), i have never called in sick, and i've been late once... just the other day i was about 20 minutes late... but i called and gave a heads up, it was no problem, and it was due to my two-hour commute... which i think is pretty reasonable. for three summers and one winter i worked in a manufacturing plant and not once did i ever punch in late, not once. and i've never taken a sick-day, never even taken a *wink *wink sick day where i really just wanted to go go-karting or see a movie or something. work is work, and i value loyalty above almost all else. people in this day and age are not loyal, if i say i'm going to do something, i do it. people all the time say, oh yeah, i'll call you, or, yeah, i'll do this. and they never follow through. not me, loyal, that's what you can call me. Loyalty, a quality severely lacking in people today... everyone just looks out for themselves. and i guess, if i have one big flaw (and i have several) it would be that i don't look out for myself enough. i expect others to look out for their peers, and while i do it, i find no one is looking out for me. certainly not my work right now. fuck it, i gotta do a better job of looking out for myself.
man, there's so much more i wanted to write about. about how mountain dew brought back the "game fuel" flavor (dew with a blast of citrus cherry flavor) much to my detriment. how iran finally shut down twitter, facebook, and other networking sites in that country. how i saw that funny captain morgan restroom sign in green bay again... i took a picture of it too, i'll try to post it tomorrow or something, i need to put pictures and stuff into my blog more often, you know, make it more interactive. and tons more... hopefully i'll remember to do it tomorrow, and hopefully i won't feel as apathetic as well. but i gotta say, for a blog that i thought would be two short paragraphs, i did a pretty damn good job.
salbrent
June 20, 2009
Sat 12:25 AM
i just don't feel like blogging lately, which is too bad, cause i really do enjoy it. it's a good conduit and release from all the thoughts in my head which have the potential to drive me crazy throughout the day. it's quite a release, a detox, if you will, of the day. but lately, work leaves me so exhausted, my feet and my brain. and as if that isn't enough, it's been incredibly frustrating lately. and, i know i know, i don't talk about work, but i figure making broad generalizations can't hurt, can it? anyway, work's been frustrating lately, which in and of itself is frustrating because i am an incredibly easy-going person. i don't get caught up in office politics and all that. but, lately, i feel like i'm being taken for granted, which i don't like. nobody does. and i'm not going to take it anymore. i'm not gonna be the pushover, i'm gonna stand up for myself. if only this society allowed disagreements and frustrations to be settled by hand to hand combat... i'd feel much more at ease in the world. but no, you gotta discuss things as "civilized" people. i'm not a discusser, i'm a doer, and i like to do my own thing. and as an introvert, i hate having discussions that can be avoided. i'd rather my fists did the talking.
this typing is making me come off as a mentally unbalanced, violent person. nothing coulde be further from the truth, i have never been in a fight outside a ring, and, really, i'm more mad at myself for being a push-over. i'm too non-confrontational, i'm only saying that i'd do better if people fought their disagreements and arguments to conclusions, and i'm fairly certain i'd come out on top most of the time. i'm not a complainer, and i can put up with most anything. but being taken for granted... this i cannot stand for.
alright, that's enough discussion about work for one post, notice how i made no specific arguments, used no names (heck, i don't even write friends names in this blog) and i've still never mentioned where i work or what i do. i think i'm pretty safe in all this. and to just highlight what a desirable employee i am i'll say this... in my five-year employment history working, oh... six or so different jobs, i have never missed a day (aside from vacation days arranged for far in advance), i have never called in sick, and i've been late once... just the other day i was about 20 minutes late... but i called and gave a heads up, it was no problem, and it was due to my two-hour commute... which i think is pretty reasonable. for three summers and one winter i worked in a manufacturing plant and not once did i ever punch in late, not once. and i've never taken a sick-day, never even taken a *wink *wink sick day where i really just wanted to go go-karting or see a movie or something. work is work, and i value loyalty above almost all else. people in this day and age are not loyal, if i say i'm going to do something, i do it. people all the time say, oh yeah, i'll call you, or, yeah, i'll do this. and they never follow through. not me, loyal, that's what you can call me. Loyalty, a quality severely lacking in people today... everyone just looks out for themselves. and i guess, if i have one big flaw (and i have several) it would be that i don't look out for myself enough. i expect others to look out for their peers, and while i do it, i find no one is looking out for me. certainly not my work right now. fuck it, i gotta do a better job of looking out for myself.
man, there's so much more i wanted to write about. about how mountain dew brought back the "game fuel" flavor (dew with a blast of citrus cherry flavor) much to my detriment. how iran finally shut down twitter, facebook, and other networking sites in that country. how i saw that funny captain morgan restroom sign in green bay again... i took a picture of it too, i'll try to post it tomorrow or something, i need to put pictures and stuff into my blog more often, you know, make it more interactive. and tons more... hopefully i'll remember to do it tomorrow, and hopefully i won't feel as apathetic as well. but i gotta say, for a blog that i thought would be two short paragraphs, i did a pretty damn good job.
salbrent
Friday, June 19, 2009
DAY 66(i)
oh, and congrats to Alexander Ovechkin on winning the Hart Trophy for the second season in a row. it's the mvp trophy of the nhl. now if only the caps can win the stanley cup next year.
salbrent
salbrent
DAY 66
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
June 19, 2009
Fri 1:33 AM
i love the west wing... seriously, i cannot believe it took me this long to buy it on dvd. right now i'm watching the thanksgiving episode where josh, sam, and toby tell the turkey delivery guy to put the two tukeys (one to be pardoned by the president) in cj cregg's room and let them wander around. i'm sorry, if you haven't ever watched the west wing this makes no sense, but it's great, go watch it.
oh, and right now i'm glad to be alive. not as much glad, or amazed, but... well, i guess i'm happy my car is in one piece. it's the storm of the century here in milwaukee and i drove through it at midnight. and i'm pretty sure i've mentioned my shoddy windshield wipers before... so, basically it was like driving in a hurricane with no wipers at night. i could not see a thing, somehow i made it on and off the highway by following cars in front of me. and i paid attention at the right moment and got off the highway at my exit. i rolled down my windows, ignoring the fact that i, and the inside of my car, was getting soaked. that was all i could see. i hit a curb on locust, but, that's the worst thing that happened. i avoided what i estimate to be a level four whitewater spout in the middle of the road due to overflooding of the manhole... and somehow made it back to my apartment in one piece. when i got on the highway the highway was flooded... the highway! seriously, it was insane. and i was on quite a high when i got out. i was shaking, i mean, i'm good under pressure, i kept my cool the entire drive, although there might be indents on my steering wheel from my grip. when i got out of the car i dropped to my knees and thanked god... again. i thanked him a few times on the drive back. and this is supposed to continue until 7 am... great.
and i went to the lesbian bar and a hitchhiker wanted me to pick him up. i'd write in more detail but the high of surviving that drive has ended and the west wing is done on this disc. and i'm tired. i'll try to write more tomorrow. till then.
salbrent
June 19, 2009
Fri 1:33 AM
i love the west wing... seriously, i cannot believe it took me this long to buy it on dvd. right now i'm watching the thanksgiving episode where josh, sam, and toby tell the turkey delivery guy to put the two tukeys (one to be pardoned by the president) in cj cregg's room and let them wander around. i'm sorry, if you haven't ever watched the west wing this makes no sense, but it's great, go watch it.
oh, and right now i'm glad to be alive. not as much glad, or amazed, but... well, i guess i'm happy my car is in one piece. it's the storm of the century here in milwaukee and i drove through it at midnight. and i'm pretty sure i've mentioned my shoddy windshield wipers before... so, basically it was like driving in a hurricane with no wipers at night. i could not see a thing, somehow i made it on and off the highway by following cars in front of me. and i paid attention at the right moment and got off the highway at my exit. i rolled down my windows, ignoring the fact that i, and the inside of my car, was getting soaked. that was all i could see. i hit a curb on locust, but, that's the worst thing that happened. i avoided what i estimate to be a level four whitewater spout in the middle of the road due to overflooding of the manhole... and somehow made it back to my apartment in one piece. when i got on the highway the highway was flooded... the highway! seriously, it was insane. and i was on quite a high when i got out. i was shaking, i mean, i'm good under pressure, i kept my cool the entire drive, although there might be indents on my steering wheel from my grip. when i got out of the car i dropped to my knees and thanked god... again. i thanked him a few times on the drive back. and this is supposed to continue until 7 am... great.
and i went to the lesbian bar and a hitchhiker wanted me to pick him up. i'd write in more detail but the high of surviving that drive has ended and the west wing is done on this disc. and i'm tired. i'll try to write more tomorrow. till then.
salbrent
Thursday, June 18, 2009
DAY 65
Appleton, Wisconsin
June 18, 2009
Thu 1:23 AM
just got back from poker up in green bay, i took third in the last game, impressive because i won a total of two hands before the final table... patience is everything in hold 'em poker. anyway, i'm tired, have lots to do tomorrow, and so will keep this post brief.
in sporting news north korea made the world cup... and how many defectors will there be? i suppose south africa isn't the ideal place to defect, but i'm pretty sure any country on earth beats north korea. iran must seem like paradise compared to that place. sudan... beautiful. iraq, great climate. also in the soccer world the iranian team sported green armbands, a show of support for the guy who didn't win the election. that takes balls, so good for them. they eventually have to return to iran, i'm sure the officials will just ignore that little gesture.
ok, really now i must sleep. still mad that my room is not clean, and i won't be back in appleton for probably two weeks. ugh, i hate commuting, this sucks.
salbrent
June 18, 2009
Thu 1:23 AM
just got back from poker up in green bay, i took third in the last game, impressive because i won a total of two hands before the final table... patience is everything in hold 'em poker. anyway, i'm tired, have lots to do tomorrow, and so will keep this post brief.
in sporting news north korea made the world cup... and how many defectors will there be? i suppose south africa isn't the ideal place to defect, but i'm pretty sure any country on earth beats north korea. iran must seem like paradise compared to that place. sudan... beautiful. iraq, great climate. also in the soccer world the iranian team sported green armbands, a show of support for the guy who didn't win the election. that takes balls, so good for them. they eventually have to return to iran, i'm sure the officials will just ignore that little gesture.
ok, really now i must sleep. still mad that my room is not clean, and i won't be back in appleton for probably two weeks. ugh, i hate commuting, this sucks.
salbrent
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
DAY 64
Appleton, Wisconsin
June 16, 2009
Tue 9:52 PM
i am the deputy chief of staff, that is me. i'm josh lyman of, well, i probably can't say and shouldn't. sometime in the future i will, but right now i can't. but, my deputy chief of staff duties today required me to get a key out of a locked house and feed fish. i was successful in both, with the aid of a cellphone and a locksmith.
if you're reading this you probably wonder what the heck the above paragraph was all about. i would too if i hadn't lived the events of today, but, regardless, this blog serves to be an online personal diary as much as an outlet for me to make witty comments on things i deam worth discussing.
like iran, not easy to make jokes about that powderkeg of a country. i hope another revolution breaks out and they make real progess. not that violence is a good thing, it's not, but that country needs change now. two of my favorite professors were persian and of course they lived here because they were academics. dr. nasr is probably the smartest guy i've ever been in a room with, let alone had the pleasure of listening to a lecture by. and i mean that, the course i took on islam was one of my favorite courses. i've always enjoyed the social studies... history, geography, all that stuff. but, i got my degree in business because what can you do with social studies except study it and teach it. it's a circle major, learn it, teach it to others who study it and teach it... no where to go. business has more opportunites, but i always say that if i could study and pick a major for fun that would be interesting it would be religious studies. nothing is as fascinating to me than learning about the varying faiths and religions of the world. i took a course on it in high school, and i had the chance to take two, well, three kinda in college. a course on islam, a course on confucianism, and a course in hebrew literature. and i loved them, because they were taught by men who were absolutely experts in these areas in every sense of the world. dr. nasr, who taught the islam course i took at gw, is the preeminent expert on islam in the western world, hearing him talk is like opening up an encyclopedia. he knows everything and is an incredibly learned guy, i think he went to m.i.t. and studied physics as well. brilliant, brilliant man. and a good class to take, islam being the religion of over a billion people and the second largest after only christianity, and i'd like to think i have that one down pretty good. the confucianism class was also amazing, my professor lived in china for many years and interpretted the analects in a way contrary to many others. it's amazing how confucianism influnced not only the largest country in the world (population wise) but almost all of east asia. and the hebrew literature class was awesome because it required reading the books of the old testament as literature and not religious texts. and it was great to have a professor who could read hebrew and would comment on when the translation was wrong. this guy wasn't just an expert in all things hebrew and israeli, he was a former israeli paratrooper... those guys are up there with the u.s. navy seals, british marine commandos, and select others as being among the most badass guys in the world. he reigned down destruction from the sky and here he is discussing ancient hebrew texts and israeli poetry. wonderful, wonderful class.
hmm, i meant to write about iran and i got sidetracked onto college, amazing how easily that happens. anyway, iran needs change, it's a unique country that is bogged down by crazy leaders. it's a shiite persian country in the neighborhood of a bunch of sunni arab countries. not to mention it's also a neighbor to afghanistan, which is about as stable as the 20 dollar desk i bought at wal-mart. iran could be a leader in the region, instead it's the crazy uncle who gets your attention just because you want to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. and you're kinda always worried he might. i'm fortunate to not have any crazy uncles, and maybe i'm trying to make sense of a country, a region, that i couldn't possibly understand anything about. but i make the attempt nonetheless, try to make witty comments. they're probably just lame comments, but in my head they're witty. but i hope iran becomes stable in my lifetime. the persians are a good people and they deserve it, from my brilliant professors, to the lady who owns the persian restaurant i frequent. they're good people, and i think iran is full of good people who can't realize the potential they could if things weren't so crazy. from fixed elections to ayatollahs who have all the power. i'm glad i don't live in iran. i'm pretty sure i couldn't write this blog like i do, or i could but with more hesitation. but, apparently the spurned electorate is taking to the information superhighway streets of twitter... so much so that the u.s. state department asked twitter to delay scheduled site maitanence so that iranians could continue to send messages, which of course the state department was monitoring. amazing, who needs spies when you have internet networking sites... and i mean, twitter? seriously, twitter? but, fortunately i don't have to worry about fixed elections, only elections with which i disagree with the outcome. and that has yet to happen in my adult, voting career. and, i'm guessing if i lived in iran that i couldn't wear my present attire, which consists of no shoes, black hurley boardshorts, and a white ufc fight club t-shirt. i don't think any of that would fall under iran's dress code.
and i just gotta say, i love these boardshorts. love them, they're so comfortable and yet stylish. well, i think they're stylish. they fit my own personal style, and that's all that matters. i bought two pairs of hurley boardshorts before i went to san diego, because you can't lie on the beach in jeans, and that's all i had in my wardrobe. i'm glad i have shorts for this summer, boardshorts. so comfortable, i love them. they have this little elastic loop on the right by the pocket, i wonder what's that for? maybe you loop your keys on them or something, so that when surfing your keys stay in your pocket. that's not a concern of mine, as long as my cellphone stays in my pocket while i drive i'm all set.
i should really get to sleep now. it was my intent to get to sleep earlier than normal tonight so i could get up earlier and clean my room. still haven't done that yet. i was gonna today, but my deputy chief of staff duties got in the way. tomorrow, i want to get it done. it's just a matter of getting the stuff out of my room that doesn't need to be there anymore. but, watching the west wing, i could watch this all night. i was gonna talk about the three athlete boneheads from last week, marian hossa, milton bradley, and the met who dropped the what would have been the final out and instead dropped it leading to a loss to the yankees. hopefully, i'll write about them tomorrow. i wrote it here so that i might remember to mention it tomorrow. i'll finish up this west wing episode and then go to bed.
salbrent
June 16, 2009
Tue 9:52 PM
i am the deputy chief of staff, that is me. i'm josh lyman of, well, i probably can't say and shouldn't. sometime in the future i will, but right now i can't. but, my deputy chief of staff duties today required me to get a key out of a locked house and feed fish. i was successful in both, with the aid of a cellphone and a locksmith.
if you're reading this you probably wonder what the heck the above paragraph was all about. i would too if i hadn't lived the events of today, but, regardless, this blog serves to be an online personal diary as much as an outlet for me to make witty comments on things i deam worth discussing.
like iran, not easy to make jokes about that powderkeg of a country. i hope another revolution breaks out and they make real progess. not that violence is a good thing, it's not, but that country needs change now. two of my favorite professors were persian and of course they lived here because they were academics. dr. nasr is probably the smartest guy i've ever been in a room with, let alone had the pleasure of listening to a lecture by. and i mean that, the course i took on islam was one of my favorite courses. i've always enjoyed the social studies... history, geography, all that stuff. but, i got my degree in business because what can you do with social studies except study it and teach it. it's a circle major, learn it, teach it to others who study it and teach it... no where to go. business has more opportunites, but i always say that if i could study and pick a major for fun that would be interesting it would be religious studies. nothing is as fascinating to me than learning about the varying faiths and religions of the world. i took a course on it in high school, and i had the chance to take two, well, three kinda in college. a course on islam, a course on confucianism, and a course in hebrew literature. and i loved them, because they were taught by men who were absolutely experts in these areas in every sense of the world. dr. nasr, who taught the islam course i took at gw, is the preeminent expert on islam in the western world, hearing him talk is like opening up an encyclopedia. he knows everything and is an incredibly learned guy, i think he went to m.i.t. and studied physics as well. brilliant, brilliant man. and a good class to take, islam being the religion of over a billion people and the second largest after only christianity, and i'd like to think i have that one down pretty good. the confucianism class was also amazing, my professor lived in china for many years and interpretted the analects in a way contrary to many others. it's amazing how confucianism influnced not only the largest country in the world (population wise) but almost all of east asia. and the hebrew literature class was awesome because it required reading the books of the old testament as literature and not religious texts. and it was great to have a professor who could read hebrew and would comment on when the translation was wrong. this guy wasn't just an expert in all things hebrew and israeli, he was a former israeli paratrooper... those guys are up there with the u.s. navy seals, british marine commandos, and select others as being among the most badass guys in the world. he reigned down destruction from the sky and here he is discussing ancient hebrew texts and israeli poetry. wonderful, wonderful class.
hmm, i meant to write about iran and i got sidetracked onto college, amazing how easily that happens. anyway, iran needs change, it's a unique country that is bogged down by crazy leaders. it's a shiite persian country in the neighborhood of a bunch of sunni arab countries. not to mention it's also a neighbor to afghanistan, which is about as stable as the 20 dollar desk i bought at wal-mart. iran could be a leader in the region, instead it's the crazy uncle who gets your attention just because you want to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. and you're kinda always worried he might. i'm fortunate to not have any crazy uncles, and maybe i'm trying to make sense of a country, a region, that i couldn't possibly understand anything about. but i make the attempt nonetheless, try to make witty comments. they're probably just lame comments, but in my head they're witty. but i hope iran becomes stable in my lifetime. the persians are a good people and they deserve it, from my brilliant professors, to the lady who owns the persian restaurant i frequent. they're good people, and i think iran is full of good people who can't realize the potential they could if things weren't so crazy. from fixed elections to ayatollahs who have all the power. i'm glad i don't live in iran. i'm pretty sure i couldn't write this blog like i do, or i could but with more hesitation. but, apparently the spurned electorate is taking to the information superhighway streets of twitter... so much so that the u.s. state department asked twitter to delay scheduled site maitanence so that iranians could continue to send messages, which of course the state department was monitoring. amazing, who needs spies when you have internet networking sites... and i mean, twitter? seriously, twitter? but, fortunately i don't have to worry about fixed elections, only elections with which i disagree with the outcome. and that has yet to happen in my adult, voting career. and, i'm guessing if i lived in iran that i couldn't wear my present attire, which consists of no shoes, black hurley boardshorts, and a white ufc fight club t-shirt. i don't think any of that would fall under iran's dress code.
and i just gotta say, i love these boardshorts. love them, they're so comfortable and yet stylish. well, i think they're stylish. they fit my own personal style, and that's all that matters. i bought two pairs of hurley boardshorts before i went to san diego, because you can't lie on the beach in jeans, and that's all i had in my wardrobe. i'm glad i have shorts for this summer, boardshorts. so comfortable, i love them. they have this little elastic loop on the right by the pocket, i wonder what's that for? maybe you loop your keys on them or something, so that when surfing your keys stay in your pocket. that's not a concern of mine, as long as my cellphone stays in my pocket while i drive i'm all set.
i should really get to sleep now. it was my intent to get to sleep earlier than normal tonight so i could get up earlier and clean my room. still haven't done that yet. i was gonna today, but my deputy chief of staff duties got in the way. tomorrow, i want to get it done. it's just a matter of getting the stuff out of my room that doesn't need to be there anymore. but, watching the west wing, i could watch this all night. i was gonna talk about the three athlete boneheads from last week, marian hossa, milton bradley, and the met who dropped the what would have been the final out and instead dropped it leading to a loss to the yankees. hopefully, i'll write about them tomorrow. i wrote it here so that i might remember to mention it tomorrow. i'll finish up this west wing episode and then go to bed.
salbrent
DAY 63
Appleton, Wisconsin
June 16, 2009
Tue 12:13 AM
so i took the alpha-numeric typing test today, i scored advanced on one set and basic on the other. i can't remember which part i did which at, i think i was advanced at the numeric part and basic at the alpha part. which makes absolutely no sense, i'm way better at typing letters than numbers, but, there you have it. the good thing is i didn't suck, so that's nice. i hope that's good enough to get this job, i think it is... i hope it is... i really hope it is.
the cigar is waiting on my shelf and the champagne... well, i don't really like champagne. and while i said i'd given up alcohol, i'll make an exception if i get this job. note to self, go buy a six-pack of high life... the champagne of beers. i'd much rather have that than real champagne anyway. but, you know, americans have this convention of calling all their sparkling whites champagne, even though by definition they're not. but, regardless, sparkling white wine, champagne... i don't care, i'd rather have the finest milwaukee beer.
oh, and met with my trainer at golds again... took a skin fold test and all that jazz, and, surprise surpise, i'm fat. tell me something i don't know. but, he said that with dedication and hard work i could get in really good shape in a year, and see results in a few months. good, i like that. i could get into athlete shape in a year and a half. so, that's nice too i guess.
i really hope i get the job, i could really go for a beer and a cigar. none shall touch my lips before i get confirmation of a job offer though. must not tempt fate. cannot count chickens before they hatch... and all that stuff. i've seen people who are overconfident, their overconfidence is their weakness. i've found if you expect the negative reaction, when you get the postive it's all the sweeter. i had absolutely convinced myself that i was losing my job in january, so imagine my surpise when they kept me. me, and one other person out of 40. this other girl was certain she was being retained... boy was she pissed when she got let go. i, on the other hand, had to ask my boss to repeat what he said, because in my head i still heard "no, we can't keep you on," instead of "we'd like to offer you a position here." so, no tempting the fate. while even i have to admit that i'm very close... it's still just close and not certain. fate will not be tempted on my watch.
i'm not saying that i'm not a confident person, i am, but i'm not overconfident. i'm truly a realist, and try to be logical in my decisions and actions versus acting on raw emotion. emotion has it's place and time, but most cases the logical course of action is the right one. i have friends who keep saying, when you get the job, and i correct them with, "if." and they say be positive, and i say it's better to be real. some people need to visualize the results they want, and that's fine, i'd rather go out, do my hardest to put everything in motion to get the results i want and then leave it up to the people to make the decision. there's nothing more to be done, it's either meant to be or not meant to be.
alright, that's all. for once i crave sleep, so i'll give in to my tired brain. i need rest, tomorrow i will finish my room. there, i'll be overconfident for once.
salbrent
June 16, 2009
Tue 12:13 AM
so i took the alpha-numeric typing test today, i scored advanced on one set and basic on the other. i can't remember which part i did which at, i think i was advanced at the numeric part and basic at the alpha part. which makes absolutely no sense, i'm way better at typing letters than numbers, but, there you have it. the good thing is i didn't suck, so that's nice. i hope that's good enough to get this job, i think it is... i hope it is... i really hope it is.
the cigar is waiting on my shelf and the champagne... well, i don't really like champagne. and while i said i'd given up alcohol, i'll make an exception if i get this job. note to self, go buy a six-pack of high life... the champagne of beers. i'd much rather have that than real champagne anyway. but, you know, americans have this convention of calling all their sparkling whites champagne, even though by definition they're not. but, regardless, sparkling white wine, champagne... i don't care, i'd rather have the finest milwaukee beer.
oh, and met with my trainer at golds again... took a skin fold test and all that jazz, and, surprise surpise, i'm fat. tell me something i don't know. but, he said that with dedication and hard work i could get in really good shape in a year, and see results in a few months. good, i like that. i could get into athlete shape in a year and a half. so, that's nice too i guess.
i really hope i get the job, i could really go for a beer and a cigar. none shall touch my lips before i get confirmation of a job offer though. must not tempt fate. cannot count chickens before they hatch... and all that stuff. i've seen people who are overconfident, their overconfidence is their weakness. i've found if you expect the negative reaction, when you get the postive it's all the sweeter. i had absolutely convinced myself that i was losing my job in january, so imagine my surpise when they kept me. me, and one other person out of 40. this other girl was certain she was being retained... boy was she pissed when she got let go. i, on the other hand, had to ask my boss to repeat what he said, because in my head i still heard "no, we can't keep you on," instead of "we'd like to offer you a position here." so, no tempting the fate. while even i have to admit that i'm very close... it's still just close and not certain. fate will not be tempted on my watch.
i'm not saying that i'm not a confident person, i am, but i'm not overconfident. i'm truly a realist, and try to be logical in my decisions and actions versus acting on raw emotion. emotion has it's place and time, but most cases the logical course of action is the right one. i have friends who keep saying, when you get the job, and i correct them with, "if." and they say be positive, and i say it's better to be real. some people need to visualize the results they want, and that's fine, i'd rather go out, do my hardest to put everything in motion to get the results i want and then leave it up to the people to make the decision. there's nothing more to be done, it's either meant to be or not meant to be.
alright, that's all. for once i crave sleep, so i'll give in to my tired brain. i need rest, tomorrow i will finish my room. there, i'll be overconfident for once.
salbrent
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