I put down the Dynasty book while I finished up the assembly project. For the light reading I picked up JTHM and Squished. Maybe its the comic killing, or the no CS for a week, but I'm feeling a rather placid disposition in effect. I would love to drive off somewhere out of town this week, though for the life of me can't think of any imposable destination. Any good reason to spend a day in Portlandia, Al? Well, that is, besides YOU.
Right! Segueing through totally rad friends into...MAN, this whole life-without-affection thing sucks a nut. Worse yet, somewhere along the line I got it stuck in my head that affection requires attraction. Theres goes the rebound I was looking forward to. Dammit all, principles. Its incredible the cloud that loneliness leaves in my head. I bide my time with a few items:
1) Self-discovery. I forgot that its way more fun to be nice to people in place of finding humor in their dysfunction. Okay, so there's shit-ton of humor in dysfunction and my appreciation for it certainly won't go away anytime soon. I think I'm just finding myself going back to rationalizing reasons why they're "okay just they way they are" (barf).
2) The "office" life. Rather than being bitter at all the asscocks in the office that I work that haven't given me the time of day for the past year cause who the hell knows why I've been jumping headlong into office gossip and am nearing entry into the after-hours get togethers. Still hesitant on making the jump into a life-style I generally detest.
3) I-Yun Lin. What is life without infatuation, no?
I was planning on resurrecting New Pollution this week, but the first day of coding reminded me YET AGAIN why web development sucks so FREAKING much. I'll read up on Datasets in C# tonight and see what I can produce tomorrow. Freaking ado.net is rad and easy for normally complex stuff, but like all MS technologies, simple things end up having more overhead than...well...something with buttloads of overhead.
The final note to self is regarding getting together with a former bandmate and few other kids to...uhh..."jam" on Thursday. This "jam" concept does nothing but turn my stomach. A meeting where by definition you are to come unprepared. I can't imagine a more torrential flow of anxiety. Some people like pain to remind them to love life? Me, I'm the studdering red-head with near-debilitating anxiety. I'm trying to embrace it so as to...what the FUCK is that noise? JESUS. It sounds like someone turned on a robot snoring ass of a bear.
Right! Segueing through totally rad friends into...MAN, this whole life-without-affection thing sucks a nut. Worse yet, somewhere along the line I got it stuck in my head that affection requires attraction. Theres goes the rebound I was looking forward to. Dammit all, principles. Its incredible the cloud that loneliness leaves in my head. I bide my time with a few items:
1) Self-discovery. I forgot that its way more fun to be nice to people in place of finding humor in their dysfunction. Okay, so there's shit-ton of humor in dysfunction and my appreciation for it certainly won't go away anytime soon. I think I'm just finding myself going back to rationalizing reasons why they're "okay just they way they are" (barf).
2) The "office" life. Rather than being bitter at all the asscocks in the office that I work that haven't given me the time of day for the past year cause who the hell knows why I've been jumping headlong into office gossip and am nearing entry into the after-hours get togethers. Still hesitant on making the jump into a life-style I generally detest.
3) I-Yun Lin. What is life without infatuation, no?
I was planning on resurrecting New Pollution this week, but the first day of coding reminded me YET AGAIN why web development sucks so FREAKING much. I'll read up on Datasets in C# tonight and see what I can produce tomorrow. Freaking ado.net is rad and easy for normally complex stuff, but like all MS technologies, simple things end up having more overhead than...well...something with buttloads of overhead.
The final note to self is regarding getting together with a former bandmate and few other kids to...uhh..."jam" on Thursday. This "jam" concept does nothing but turn my stomach. A meeting where by definition you are to come unprepared. I can't imagine a more torrential flow of anxiety. Some people like pain to remind them to love life? Me, I'm the studdering red-head with near-debilitating anxiety. I'm trying to embrace it so as to...what the FUCK is that noise? JESUS. It sounds like someone turned on a robot snoring ass of a bear.
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...and I am reminded why making music with you was so natural. We never jammed. We knew what we wanted to do. Jamming never got anybody anywhere except self-indulgence-land.
And the only reason I seem so popular, is because teh Sist0r made everybody do it.