"Soon I discovered that this rock thing was true.
Jerry lee lewis was the devil.
Jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet.
All of a sudden, I found myself in love with the world
So there was only one thing that I could do
Was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long."
Four words describe my thankfulness at this moment: "I have air conditioning!"
Originally the plan was to work on that painting project for the Cranky Aunt. 8+ hours of sanding, prepping, taping off and maybe painting out of the kindness of my heart. Since I've found out that I'm not actually being paid for such a tedious project, I could henceforth declare the conditions of my labor...not working in 90 degree+ weather being a biggie!
This week off is drawing to a close and I'm both happy and a bit disappointed that I've nothing really to show for it... I did accomplish a few projects that required some minor form of intervention. It's just that everywhere I turn in the apartment there's something else in dire need, usually not of my doing. *le sigh*
In the scope of actually getting out and doing something worthy of my time, I happily succeeded. Wednesday was MisterSalt's weekly Kickball & BBQ extravaganza. I'd originally planned on attending the Juliana Hatfield show at Cafe Nine, which I ended up bowing out of. Having seen her twice before, I thought I'd actually try and make the kickball game, as there'd be a number of SGCT'ers there. And it was fun! There was the common realization that the last time anyone had played this was junior high. Team CinderOla closed the gap in the last inning to have our asses handed to us by a much smaller margin.
Earlier this week I finally got around to contacting a close friend at my former job... I've been gone now since May and the longer I'd waited to give this cat a call, the more difficult it became. Excuses were made, the legality of my being at the former jobsite was questioned and ultimately, I knew I was still fundamentally missed there. I stopped by for afternoon coffee as folks were heading in and out by their schedules and I was able to properly catch up. It turns out that I'd left a huge vacuum behind when I resigned. This associate had been purposely left in the dark of the conditions of my departure as he would've taken my side. Hearing him say that in person felt good. His is an opinion that's very well-seasoned and full of depth, something that I'd turned to frequently in my 3+ years at that job. Visiting again made me happy to re-establish that connection and look forward to reading the recommendation letter he's promised! 
There's been no huge musical acquisitions as I've been away from the computer (and AlienPrincess has been near it)... A little 300kbs bird delivered a copy of Sin City to my computer but, I may put off watching it. The quality is so/so and it does go on sale on Tuesday. I mean, the special features segment will be the DVD price of admission alone!
Perhaps I'll chime back in to inform which '5 minute film school' Rodriguez has included this time!
And did you get the memo? T.P.S. Report Cover Sheets are now available.
Jerry lee lewis was the devil.
Jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet.
All of a sudden, I found myself in love with the world
So there was only one thing that I could do
Was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long."
Four words describe my thankfulness at this moment: "I have air conditioning!"
Originally the plan was to work on that painting project for the Cranky Aunt. 8+ hours of sanding, prepping, taping off and maybe painting out of the kindness of my heart. Since I've found out that I'm not actually being paid for such a tedious project, I could henceforth declare the conditions of my labor...not working in 90 degree+ weather being a biggie!
This week off is drawing to a close and I'm both happy and a bit disappointed that I've nothing really to show for it... I did accomplish a few projects that required some minor form of intervention. It's just that everywhere I turn in the apartment there's something else in dire need, usually not of my doing. *le sigh*
In the scope of actually getting out and doing something worthy of my time, I happily succeeded. Wednesday was MisterSalt's weekly Kickball & BBQ extravaganza. I'd originally planned on attending the Juliana Hatfield show at Cafe Nine, which I ended up bowing out of. Having seen her twice before, I thought I'd actually try and make the kickball game, as there'd be a number of SGCT'ers there. And it was fun! There was the common realization that the last time anyone had played this was junior high. Team CinderOla closed the gap in the last inning to have our asses handed to us by a much smaller margin.
Earlier this week I finally got around to contacting a close friend at my former job... I've been gone now since May and the longer I'd waited to give this cat a call, the more difficult it became. Excuses were made, the legality of my being at the former jobsite was questioned and ultimately, I knew I was still fundamentally missed there. I stopped by for afternoon coffee as folks were heading in and out by their schedules and I was able to properly catch up. It turns out that I'd left a huge vacuum behind when I resigned. This associate had been purposely left in the dark of the conditions of my departure as he would've taken my side. Hearing him say that in person felt good. His is an opinion that's very well-seasoned and full of depth, something that I'd turned to frequently in my 3+ years at that job. Visiting again made me happy to re-establish that connection and look forward to reading the recommendation letter he's promised!
There's been no huge musical acquisitions as I've been away from the computer (and AlienPrincess has been near it)... A little 300kbs bird delivered a copy of Sin City to my computer but, I may put off watching it. The quality is so/so and it does go on sale on Tuesday. I mean, the special features segment will be the DVD price of admission alone!
Perhaps I'll chime back in to inform which '5 minute film school' Rodriguez has included this time!
And did you get the memo? T.P.S. Report Cover Sheets are now available.
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Kickball sounds like fun! I miss doing stuff like that. I'm killer at kickball!
Maybe if I move to CT for that job we can hook up a dodgeball tourney!
The sting of a ball hitting you in the ass or the thigh or arm..owwww. But then the satisfaction of getting out of the line-up to reak havoc on who is left! Mu-ahhhhahhahhaa.
Let everyone who wants to get to know me smack me with a rubber ball...hmmm.